YRS - March Madness

This that jugg music
This that shit you scam unky to your hood music
Let's get it understood you niggas wish you could do it
She took my cup and started sipping then she drooled to it
Ain't no way you boys up you ain't blowing stacks
I'm road running adidas pants with balenci tracks
OT bitch say she classy and I'm having tact
Niggas wasn't down with me when I was on my back
Now they want some racks
Told him I ain't even crack, can keep the bitch I got the neck it wasn't event that
Dumbass nigga started scamming couldn't even trap
In his hood all day like where these niggas at?
Brother told me don't break face and never even lack
So when we catch him Ima have him whining like a scat
In her bed with prada drawls finna break her back
When I'm done taking keys and flip it to a pack
Now that's all facts
I want all the smoke, like I'm tryna match
Scam fighting punch a nigga and hit him with a hack
Took a trip to Dayton, not for March Madness
Why your weed burning black? You got the wrong ashes
White runts kicking back like I-
White runts kicking back feeling like I got Asthma
Fine bitch doing Only Fans you better-
Fine bitch doing Only Fans you better call casting
Dropped the ball and picked the money up I found my new passion
This run ain't temporary boy this shit gone be everlasting
I ain't fighting no tall nigga, Ima head tap him
I ain't saying shit to my old bitch Ima ride past her
If the bitch not bringing in no pape I will not smash her
I don't even fuck with niggas forreal we is not matching
If my brother ever ask me for a play I will not tax him
You a broke nigga you all up in the way you ain't got no status
You might see me at the bank but Ima go stash it
I'll never understand how broke niggas always getting flashy
Nigga ran straight to the net and ain't get no reaction
Block a bitch after we fuck they say I'm so sassy
I really be fly as hell on the carpet with Aladdin
I didn't even try to hit her I fucked her because of my fashion
I can't get to my money it's always wrapped in some elastic
I'm hitting these plays in Spring I'm finna go crazy in March Madness
He claim he got the money I swear he never had it
I started speaking money he thought I was speaking Spanish
He drawing his inspiration I seen my picture on the canvas
She upped a nigga but she still text me off of vanish
I feel like Rhianna man these niggas be needing me
He broke as fuck he stranded on Earth just like ET
My lil bro global he got them plays from overseas
This bread stack like one fifty in a loose leaf

Written by:
Antonio Gaines, Christopher Reese, Seth Williams

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