​ goin ham

[Intro]
K’s all in the spot
If you feeling brave, then come and get hot (Hot, hot)
She tryna get slain, she pull up and suck on the gang
Okay, I’m loving the top
Don’t run from the fade, don’t run from the Glock
I’m passing my days, I’m tryna get high

[Chorus]
Damn, uh, damn, oh
Nigga get taxed, Uncle Sam
My brother just here for the bands
New Maybach truck, love the rim
My shooter got tats on his face
My twin, he on that, but he here for the scam
Came in this bitch goin’ ham
Never got caught innat jam
They said I’m the goat, yeah, I am, oh
Came straight out the sky like a Sim
Can’t fuck with this thot, she a tramp
Goin’ up like I jumped off a tram (Yeah)
Benihanas, not no food stamps
I was lyin’, I ain’t knew them, bitch
And I’m slidin’, tryna boom them, bitch
And I denied this ho’ like two bands

[Verse]
Bitch, I’m balling regardless
If you switch, you not staying solid
Got red switches, like I’m at Target
Got red switches, you not gettin’ it
Shoot for the three, better cop you a ticket
Like, are you kidding?
Cannot be switching, and got the Mr. Miyake garments, oh
I’m in the booth with lil’ Yuki
She love how a young nigga do me
She DM me pics of her booty
I’m chilling, she ain’t even knew me
A villain, they say that I am, but I isn’t, assuming that shit pretty loosely
Abusing me, feel like the shit that you using me, really ain’t worth what you doing
K’s all in the spot
If you feeling brave, then come and get hot (Hot, hot)
She tryna get slain, she pull up and suck on the gang
Okay, I’m loving the top
Don’t run from the fade, don’t run from the Glock
I’m passing my days, I’m tryna get high
My new ho, she gay or sumn’, she probably bi
I’m tryna go date me a shit when I slide
808 Mafia shit, we got them drugs in the spot, okay
I’m tired of calling yo’ shit, you don’t answer yo’ shit everytime
Hm, [?], I’m tryna get plenty
Yeah, on God, I’m riding with K’s, huh
We slide, there’s still gon’ be faith, huh

[Chorus]
Damn, uh, damn, oh
Nigga get taxed, Uncle Sam
My brother just here for the bands
New Maybach truck, love the rim
My shooter got tats on his face
My twin, he on that, but he here for the scam
Came in this bitch goin’ ham
Never got caught innat jam
They said I’m the goat, yeah, I am, oh
Came straight out the sky like a Sim
Can’t fuck with this thot, she a tramp
Goin’ up like I jumped off a tram (Yeah)
Benihanas, not no food stamps
I was lyin’, I ain’t knew them, bitch
And I’m slidin’, tryna boom them, bitch
And I denied this—

[Outro]
I’m in the booth with lil’ Yuki
She love how a young nigga do me
She DM me pics of her booty
I’m chilling, she ain’t even knew me
A villain, they say that I am, but I isn’t, assuming that shit pretty loosely
Abusing me, feel like the shit that you using me really ain’t worth what you doing