I’ll Be Fine

[Intro]
Alright, I got it
Look, on foenem, look (Uh, uh, uh)
What he say? Brrat (Uh, uh, uh)
Get up close, nigga
Bitch

[Chorus]
Niggas say they lookin' for me, but I ain't that hard to find (But I ain't that hard to find)
All this monyun, all these guns and these chops, I'm gon' be fine (I'm gon' be fine, nigga)
You know I gotta pop my shit, these bitches like, "'Tanna, you so fine"
It ain't shit to throw you down and bake his ass like Duncan Hines (Brr, brr)
You callin' my phone, ain't talkin' 'bout money, lil' nigga, you know that I'm pressin' decline (You know that I'm pressin' decline, bitch)
I put a switch inside of the chop and I put a button on the back of the nine (Like what he say?)
And I took a risk for all of this guap, I cut a few niggas, I didn't wait in line
I'm tryna get rich, but we still poppin' shit up with these niggas, they slip, then we slide (They slip, then we slide)

[Verse]
Don't play no games 'cause it ain't fun, Take Sum Gang gon' get shit done
SRT, this bitch go fast, they can't catch up and you can't run
Crates on crates, yeah, we got guns
I got a glitch, so we got funds (So we got funds, nigga)
Bitch, all these 7.62s up in this Drac', you can't take one (Nah)
It ain't no question I'm the one
Walk right out the bank and count my funds (Count my funds)
These niggas just rap, they don't clap guns
Standin' on business, that's what I've done
I always pop out with them killers, swing my door 'cause that shit fun (Pop out with them killers, bitch)
I told that bitch, "If I can't fuck you with your friend, it ain't no fun"
I turned down that weak-ass deal, they only had a honey bun
If they ain't offerin' no Ms, then I won't sign that shit for nothin'
Niggas be broke and old as hell, sittin' back hatin' like Joe Budden
It hurt his soul that I stay in my bag and he ain't got no money
I don't be trippin' 'bout these bitches, no, these hoes can't get my time
Do whatever for my lil' shit 'cause she top tier and she so fine
My other lil' ho, yeah, she slime, your location, she might find
Steady linkin' with these bitches, now we waitin' on you outside (Bitch, we outside)

[Chorus]
Niggas say they lookin' for me, but I ain't that hard to find (But I ain't that hard to find)
All this monyun, all these guns and these chops, I'm gon' be fine
You know I gotta pop my shit, these bitches like, "'Tanna, you so fine" (These bitches like, "'Tanna, you so fine")
It ain't shit to throw you down and bake his ass like Duncan Hines (Brr, brr)
You callin' my phone, ain't talkin' 'bout money, lil' nigga, you know that I'm pressin' decline (You know that I'm pressin' decline, lil' nigga)
I put a switch inside of the chop and I put a button on the back of the nine (Like what he say?)
And I took a risk for all of this guap, I cut a few niggas, I didn't wait in line (I didn't wait in line, bitch)
I'm tryna get rich, but we still poppin' shit up with these niggas, they slip, then we slide