[chorus]
Ain’t been to sleep in seven days
I’m busy makin fuckin WAYS for folk
rather stay the FUCK aWAY- from folk
All they ever do is TAAAKE——
And go
[hook]
They only go hard on pages
——Ay-ay-ay
they ain’t pullin up on you
shit twin—I’m a pull up put it up on ya
——ay- ay-ay
Shit— I be goin hard -
Do em broad day and dip off
Like -
——Wee woooooo — wee wooooo
Like
Weee wooooo weee woooooo weewoooo
Can’t catch you outside
im a catch you in the hallway
If I pull up on ya
They only go hard on pages
——Ay-ay-ay
they ain’t pullin up on you
shit twin—I’m a pull up put it up on ya
——ay- ay-ay
Shit— I be goin hard -
Do em broad day and dip off
Like -
——Wee woooooo — wee wooooo
Like
Weee wooooo weee woooooo weewoooo
Can’t catch you outside
im a catch you in the hallway
If I pull up on ya
You a gonna
[verse]
Say he want smoke
He afraid a the fire
[
[hook]
They only go hard on pages
——Ay-ay-ay
they ain’t pullin up on you
shit twin—I’m a pull up put it up on ya
——ay- ay-ay
Shit— I be goin hard -
Do em broad day and dip off
Like -
——Wee woooooo — wee wooooo
Like
Weee wooooo weee woooooo weewoooo
Can’t catch you outside
im a catch you in the hallway
If I pull up on ya
They only go hard on pages
——Ay-ay-ay
they ain’t pullin up on you
shit twin—I’m a pull up put it up on ya
——ay- ay-ay
Shit— I be goin hard -
Do em broad day and dip off
Like -
——Wee woooooo — wee wooooo
Like
Weee wooooo weee woooooo weewoooo
Can’t catch you outside
im a catch you in the hallway
If I pull up on ya
You a gonna
[verse]
What you heard I really murder folk
Got 30 holes on half an acre
Full a [intercom] come on pope I got you laters
Wait on who for what ?
You funny , I don’t trust my calculator
I need paper prior to a package ever getting weighed up
Out a pocket in my lane I dunk a ball before I lay up with a broad and take a player out a game I never wanted any problems gave you options you was beggin me to take it from you
Robbin hoods and takin off
they call me Captain Hook or booker t
Im everything they couldn’t be
And all they ever wanted
Fuck you sayin
[chorus]
Ain’t been to sleep in seven days
I’m busy makin fuckin WAYS for folk
rather stay the mother FUCK aWAY- from folk
Like What you sayin though
You go so hard on all them pages though
Don’t make me pull up put it on you and ya partner hoe just SAY it’s smoke
[They only go hard on pages
——Ay-ay-ay
they ain’t pullin up on you
shit twin—I’m a pull up put it up on ya
——ay- ay-ay
Shit— I be goin hard -
Do em broad day and dip off
Like -
——Wee woooooo — wee wooooo
Like
Weee wooooo weee woooooo weewoooo
Can’t catch you outside
im a catch you in the hallway
If I pull up on ya
You a gonna
