Report to Me

Hook:

Fitted cap on

Hell nah Ian capping

Most of these niggas

They rapping and acting

12 ass niggas

Know yo phone stay tapping

Only thing illie tapping

Is yo bitch back in

Flames on me

Like i came out the oven

I’m pimping bitches

My nick name mcloving

I Knew u was cop

How u always stay cuffing

You is a goose lil boy

U stay ducking

Verse 1

Ion ask for shit

Cause i kno i can get it

My hood bitch crazy

On the north she ignat

Ain’t talking shovel

But know that you dig it

Riding real fast

Ian worried bout a ticket

Ion got license

And I’m riding no tags hoe

Fuck the judge

Whole staff

Sum assholes

Bitch got my phone

Trying to think of the passcode

She in college

She need do math tho

Suit and tie on

Boy I’m fresh like a pastor

My grandma took care of me

Ian no bastard

U can joke all you want

I don’t need all the laughter

My paper got bigger

My bitches got badder

My ice been real

Hell yeah

We can test it

Hit her whole click

Yeah

You know they messy

I could Care less

Bout a broke and a petty

Valentine’s Day

She want teddy

Ian rkelly

But she young and she ready

Ion brain wash

Bitch I’m bg illie

Simp ass nigga

Yeah we kno u silly

Smack her ass in public

Then she say really

I do what i want

Cause i do what i can

When you got racks

You can make the world spin

I’m slow off lean my bitvh on that hen

She eat the dick like she eating for ten

Hook:

Fitted cap on

Hell nah Ian capping

Most of these niggas

They rapping and acting

12 ass niggas

Know yo phone stay tapping

Only thing illie tapping

Is yo bitch back in

Flames on me

Like i came out the oven

I’m pimping bitches

My nick name mcloving

I Knew u was cop

How u always stay cuffing

You is a goose lil boy

U stay ducking

Verse 2
That young nigga gone hang low, think about different ways of how to get a bankroll (yea)
Nigga ran off with a pay phone but it dont matter cause my money still too long yea
Move wrong (yea)
Do wrong (yea)
Smoking that gas its too strong (yea)
Too gone (yea)
Two phones (yea)
Bitches and bitches the new throne

These niggas jock my fits
Icy on the rock my wrist
Smell red lean when i piss
Stay down with the gang and the mfn list

Shootin them three's like swish (swish)
All of these hoes i dont miss (i dont)
Yea, i made for this (for this)
Pass the hoe off like assist

Bonified hustler I stick to the code
These niggas broke and yeah these niggas hoes
I brought swag to my swag clothes
All of these bitches they know I'm the goat
All of these bitches gone give me they throat
Pull up in a lambo its rose gold

All of this knowledge a young nigga hold
Too much money if the money dont fold (fold)

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