Way Back

[Intro]
(Ima be the richest outta Brooklyn)
(Fuck goin on Maajins)

[Verse]
Hop in the spot with some shit push him way back
Don't need bitches got money and Maybach's
Two tone Barretta gon knock off his wave cap
Feel like Harden cuz I'm shooting from way back
Feel like James Harden I'm shooting from deep
Feel like Ken Carson it's Me Vs. Me
I'm in the back of the big body Jeep
Off Tha Leash cuz my money counter still go beep
My grandma in the back like fuck is a GLock
On my grandma I know you hearing these shots
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Been stepping on Ni**a's like shoes no Reebok
Feel like Sang woo cuz I sold him the Re Rock
Keep that GLock Ni**a for my Gma
We getting bands do you not see these knots
Shaio catch alleys while he been in these blocks
I'm in the G and I better call Bizzy
This beat not for me [?]
Put a Ni**a on a tee like I grizzley
She giving throat she the goat no kizzy
We spinning blocks Ni**a till we get dizzy
Not talking Hershey but she wanna kiss me
He want the smoke do I look like a Stizzy
Ima be the richest out New York City

[Chorus]
I'm in the G and I better call Bizzy
This beat not for me [?]
Put a Ni**a on a tee like I grizzley
She giving throat she the goat no kizzy
We spinning blocks Ni**a till we get dizzy
Not talking Hershey but she wanna kiss me
He want the smoke do I look like a Stizzy
Ima be the richest out New York City

[Verse]
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I can't love these bitches [?]
Send em to hell like a cat [?]
Yo boyfriend music ass I bet mine harder
I give this girl the world she don't deserve it
Once you give these bitches a damn Birkin
Shit wasn't easy had to put the work in
I had to go up get it and learn it
Me and Chris on a yacht got yo bitch twerking
Come get yo girl I don't know why she flirtin
I'm in the back with a mask I'm Purgin
If I kill him he gon need a damn surgeon
Burn em, I'm in his block and we lurkin
I feel like Yeat I got me a damn turban
This is my shit like A Boogie I'm swervin
Got a lot in my life but I earned it