Just Cuz Songtext

I get active, I ain't no rapper, like fuck half this shit I'm sayin'
I'm in a black truck with the smacker, we brought switches to Miami

I don't need too many people, I won't see them folks again
You let beat somethin', when we meet up, you won't see them boys again
No BP truck, it's a V truck, man, them shots ain't gettin' in
She gon' fuck soon as she see us, you don't need shots when you come in
In New York with all my chains on, out here ballin' like the Knicks
These niggas die soon as they tweak, you better not talk 'bout none of my men
I pop out shows like fifty deep, I'm in the Jeep truck with lil' Rick
They get halos, nigga pull on side me, it's a Lego in that stick
It's a Lego, all-white coupe look like mayo
Three white hoes, I'm the main ho
If I fuck you and it's [?] gotta ask me, I'll pay, oh
Nigga speak on this shit, pull up smooshin' shit like his shit Play-Doh
Got three Rolls, it got [?]
And my bull like we tomatoes
Get 'em gone, my youngin known for smackin' shit, ain't talkin' 'bout-
I'ma get 'em gone, my youngin known for smackin' shit, you bet' not play us
Shit, I'm on, I done got rich by twenty five, I'm on my way up It's a marathon, I ain't even gotta run, I'ma just pace up (Yeah)
I put the F-Gs on the Jeep, you niggas ain't seen that
I put three fine bitches on the PJ, nigga, I be back, right back
These niggas be talkin', but they talkin' 'bout the beef, feel like I don't eat that
I'm in the road with the ride in my hand, I lay the seat back

Spend two five just on these kits 'cause I'm rich, [?] shit (I'm rich)
Spend this dime just on your bitch because she thick and let me hit (She thick)
And all my cars, they came with tint 'cause I ride backseat, I like sex (I like sex)
I won't at you when in action, I get active, I ain't trim (Yeah)
Dropped a bad bitch on my finsta, it's just me, her, and her friend
You been bagged up, you got bad luck, don't even trip, just touch my hand
I get active, I ain't no rapper, like fuck half this shit I'm sayin'
I'm in a black truck with the smacker, we brought switches to Miami (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

My lil' brodie doin' a sentence, so I keep money on his books (I keep money on his books)
I might go down for armed robbery, all these chances I done took (All these chances I done took)
Take out my eyes, I'd rather be blind before I see my people hurt (Yeah)
They ain't lock up in the pastor, but my bros keep screamin', "Free the church" (Oh)
Glasses made by Chrome Heart (Chrome Heart)
Jeans came with the crosses on it (Crosses on it)
Niggas rats and tryna rap, don't send a verse, I ain't talkin' on it (Won't do it)
I seen niggas joggin', homie (Yeah), but I'm really runnin' shit (I'm runnin' shit)
Laughin' to the bank, I peep you niggas on that funny shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got hella comments in, but ball like (Comments in)
But ball like ain't got none of it (Ball)
When it come to that money shit, I'm scramblin' like Donnovan (Yeah)
You know they call me Triple R
Put three R's on the Cullinan (Cullinan)
Now the double R like Rick Ross, but every day a young nigga hustlin' (Know that)
My bitch red as a republican (Yeah)
Countin' blue shit like a democrat (Yeah)
Got blue hundreds, got pink fifties, shit, all colors like a Skittles pack
Everybody went fake, fuck it, I'm a gorilla like a silverback (Gorilla)
I'm paralyzed to the hate, I can't even play, dog, I ain't feelin' that

Spend two five just on these kits 'cause I'm rich, [?] shit (I'm rich)
Spend this dime just on your bitch because she thick and let me hit (She thick)
And all my cars, they came with tint 'cause I ride backseat, I like sex (I like sex)
I won't at you when in action, I get active, I ain't trim (Yeah)
Dropped a bad bitch on my finsta, it's just me, her, and her friend
You been bagged up, you got bad luck, don't even trip, just touch my hand
I get active, I ain't no rapper, like fuck half this shit I'm sayin'
I'm in a black truck with the smacker, we brought switches to Miami