Yeah
Aye
Whoa
Aye, Aye, Yeah
Yeah
Where my people at?
Know I kill that
You gotta play that thing
Like trap sax
Where my people at?
You know I kill that
You gotta play that thing
Like trap sax
I don’t want no problem
Don’t want beef
Or don’t want smoke
You wanna talk about my down fall here’s the thing I’m not a joke
All I know is rise and grind
All I know is get the bag
You should be out here achieving
But you out here gettin’ mad, whoa
Where my people at?
Know I kill that
You gotta play that thing
Like trap sax
Where my people at?
You know I kill that
You gotta play that thing
Like trap sax
Fire in my throat so I spit like a lighter
People need to change so they change like a diaper
I been the goat get strips like a tiger
Don’t need a cypher way too fire
Need to step back cause you ain’t my slime
I’m the best in the game so you need to pipe down
I won this round so don’t make a sound
I turn the rap game into a playground
Get lit bout to go up, yeah
I been the bomb bout to blow up, yeah
They hold it down when I show up, yeah
No parking lot but I pull up, yeah
They try to stop it
Cause I am the topic
They talk about fire they that I drop it
I shoot in the skies I’m just like a rocket
They heard this new song they just had to cop it
What you know about getting bread and tryna rise
What you know about making moves and tryna shine
What you know about killin’ that and spitting facts
What know about playing things like trap sax
Where my people at?
Know I kill that
You gotta play that thing
Like trap sax
Where my people at?
You know I kill that
You gotta play that thing
Like trap sax