​denial

[Intro]
(Lito)
Go, ha

[Verse 1]
Yeah, and I'm with gravee we too fly
I'm off the X like a crackhead
Bitch, I'm too geeked I'm above the sky
[?] wondering why
Money get tall like the sky
And I'm with lito, we taking a flight to Dubai
He wanna press me, I'm wondering why?
He my son, think he in denial
I think he gotta respect me 'cause I got too many hits on my file (Aye)
I walk in the bank, need a check please
I need to spend me a bag on some style
He know that he cannot check me
Bitch, I'm the only one walking that mile
I think he mad, what he tryna fight for?
He pressed I make bands off of nightcore
He ain't gonna do shit but type more
He should focus on his fucking life more
I get my drugs via script I don't like Tor
Boy you my seed 'cause you bite more
Boy you talk on the net you don't fight more
And I'm kicking shit like I'm a [?]
[?] it's absurd
I might put him in the dirt
Oh, that's your bitch? She gon' flirt
I know that you're really hurt
He say he wan' scrap, what's the word?
[?] put him on a shirt
Pushing a Subi like a fuckin' SRT
He yapping too much, we put him in a hearse

[Verse 2]
My bitch rocking Jean Paul
I'm balling like John Wall
You wan' cut bro? Hop off
Tweet too much boy, log off
Not the one, you falling off
Bitch, I'd really hate to be you (Yeah)
I'd really hate to be you
You can't win bro, walk off
Bitch you wear that Number (N)ine
'Til it smell like number two
They thought you was clonin'
That's why they don't fuck with you
I'm on too much X, lil' bitch, I'm higher than the moon
He walked in with a white tee, then we capped him, now it's maroon
Yea I got too much money in my pockets
If I said the number then it would be federal
Toting the glick by my side
I call up my twin and he just come and let it go
They be like, how many racks on a fit?
For you it's a half but for me it's like several
Yeah, you said that you finna kill me
Well check me lil' bro, I don't do hypotheticals