Applause (Prod. TreeTime)

Pussy boy I never needed you i'mma jus make a whole mil on the walk out 'Member them ni**as was talking that shit, but them ni**as jus kno how to talk now Man I jus went into making that paper, and I am that youngin to stalk now Standing ovation them ni**as is hating, Cuz I am jus getting applause now I am the ni**a to talk to Making a mil on the walk thru A lot of my homies they shooters wit rugers, but don't get it twisted they brawl too Yea they sum killas, the illest, if one of them ni**as is shooting, they all shoot Ni**as get paper then ni**as get clouted, now people jus kno what to call you No man I wasn't jus born wit respect Took me sum time, had to step on some necks I am a fighter, I don't need a tec I am that ni**a I don't have to flex But fuck it I'll flex all that ice on my neck My wrist in the flames, and that water a mess Buying sum shit for the team Get money by any means Look at my wrist how it gleams B got the dutch and the strap on his lap, and them ni**as is sipping that lean Popping a bean Ni**as is living the dream Ni**as is shooting wit lasers, they crazy my rapping has been on the beam She grabbing my Johnny my Jimmy, my shimmy go stupid they calling me that ni**a Sheen Pussy boy I never needed you i'mma jus make a whole mil on the walk out 'Member them ni**as was talking that shit, but them ni**as jus kno how to talk now Man I jus went into making that paper, and I am that youngin to stalk now Standing ovation them ni**as is hating, Cuz I am jus getting applause now Im the ni**a to talk to Making a mil on the walk thru A lot of my homies they shooters wit rugers, but don't get it twisted they brawl too Yea they sum killas, the illest, if one of them ni**as is shooting, they all shoot Ni**as get paper then ni**as get clouted, now people jus kno what to call you Bitch you jus called me a fuck boy Jus cuz I came thru and fucked you Jus cuz I'm not gonna cuff you Cuffing is getting you famous and shit Imma stay single, I'll never get hitched She gotta be bad, on the naughtiest list In the car switching up lanes in that bitch Telling these ni**as don't bang wit a snitch Cut a snake off like the holes in the Swiss Get ya weight up and go hang wit the rich Ni**as is chilling and feeling the bliss Living so lavish Putting 'em on man I'm working my magic Killing these ni**as wit music, it's tragic Yea we stay on it get green like a cabbage And banging these bitches we cuffing the baddest Pussy boy I never needed you i'mma jus make a whole mil on the walk out 'Member them ni**as was talking that shit, but them ni**as jus kno how to talk now Man I jus went into making that paper, and I am that youngin to stalk now Standing ovation them ni**as is hating, Cuz I am jus getting applause now Im the ni**a to talk to Making a mil on the walk thru A lot of my homies they shooters wit rugers, but don't get it twisted they brawl too Yea they sum killas, the illest, if one of them ni**as is shooting, they all shoot Ni**as get paper then ni**as get clouted, now people jus kno what to call you