Make 'Em Say

Aye

Uh

YGG shit

(**** if it ain't MAG it ain't work fuck ****)

MAG send them beats by the pound

I just smoke out them

I hear **** sneak dissing my name like I don't know 'bout it

Different type of **** if it's beef we make some dough out it

I hop in the whip just press a button that bitch robotic

Like skrt peel off hmm

Headed to yo' bitch crib

Real trap **** I send them P's to where yo' bitch live

Brodie on a bike he popping wheelies like a big kid

But don't think this shit sweet

You see that Fendi that's where the stick is

Addicted to that chicken I wake up I hear bawk bawk

**** play with anything of mine he meet that Glock Glock

Bad bitch to my left when I say so she give me gawk gawk

She sucked that brown up off the dick

I had to beg her ass to stop (please)

That money coming in recording right now with a knot (cheese)

I can't miss all I hear is swish when I hit my shot (swish)

I see them talking bout TQ like "girl is he hot?"

What you think bitch?

The fuck

I make them say

(Yeah yeah)

I make them say

(Yeah yeah)

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(Yeah yeah)

I make them say (can't stop me ****)

I make them say

(Yeah yeah)

I make them say (it's me)

(Yeah yeah)

I make them say (I'm back bitch)

(Yeah yeah)

I make them say

I make them say that I'm the G.O.AT when I get on this mic

I been high for 'bout three hours straight like I been on a flight

Way before I took a trip to Vegas I been rolling dice

Even got the haters congratulating cause they know he nice

My veins got Kobe ice

Youngest MVP I might D Rose the price

Three years in this shit so when I blow don't say it was overnight

Bitches trying to interface but they don't know my Focus rite

Even when I had no cake I always knew my dough would rise

I make them say

(Yeah yeah)

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(Yeah yeah)

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(Yeah yeah)

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(Yeah yeah)

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(Yeah yeah)

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(Yeah yeah)

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(Yeah yeah)

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(Yeah yeah)

Still kicking that flavor

Never gave a fuck 'bout a bitch or a hater

Ever since a kid I knew I would get some paper

Got money in my city from the Heights down to Draper

My uncle told me "get ya cake up"

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