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Cobey Lowe

Haha
With my nigga Ben in the studio
With my nigga will
My nigga Will
My nigga Dylan
My nigga Jeremy
My nigga Clayton
My nigga Jonathan
Lets get it

Dollar bills coming consecutively
You messing with me you'll be resting in peace
You'll be resting in peace where the rest of them be
I'm blacking out while the rest of them sleep
Do not call my phone don't text me please
This is the side where the blessed ones be
Don't get it twisted my nigga I'm really with it and I'll turn you to dust capeesh
Keep the hate to a minimum I'm really killing it
I'm really coming with the venom and I'm boutta spit it up
I'm never ever playing victim cause I'm really criminal
They say the glass half full cause I'm really filling up
Man you niggas corny like a pun
My pockets weigh about a ton man I do it for the fun man I do it for the fun
Ooh, yeah, G-O collect
We don't need your respect
I hit you with it three times like it's a trio effect
It's glitter time bring your Patek, ooh
Ice so cold achoo
Money don't fold not new
I cook it up like stew
Nigga you stink P-U
Ooh, and I'm swerving
Acr0nym ball like Irving
Get on the mic and I murder it
I don't be around fake niggas I'm allergic
Clean 'em like detergent I be working nigga
Please do not disturb me I be everywhere man I be universal
Willing to get my hands dirty like a surgeon ooh

Even when you think you got me cornered I can go higher than that
Man you blind as a bat
Night vision like a cat
I be elevating while you niggas hating I'm so sick of waiting man I'm losing patience
Number one I'm on the wait list
Shoot my shot no hesitation

At the top spot better win the race
Don't be disrespectful better learn your place
When I die, someone take my place
Better run don't trip tie your lace
I'm at the top spot
I'm cooking like Crockpot
Check the seconds on the stopwatch I got the keys like a laptop got the game locked
I'm all the way at the rooftop
Sneaking on me like a eavesdrop
No brakes like a pit stop can't see me like a blind spot

I wanna rock right now
I'm at the top can't be stopped right now
Imma send shots like a Glock right now all eyes on me like Pac right now
Hunnit on the dash man I run it like I'm flash Imma run it till i crash
Gunning for the top spot not the last
Balling like 44
Heart of a lion you hear me roar
Sleepin' on me I can hear you snorin'
Tired of you niggas yeah you really borin'
Well, time to cop a new foreign
I scrape you up then I kick down your door
Diamonds be shinin' they shinin' like thor
While you niggas be hatin' I run up the score
Fifty on a check nothing less
I feel like I'm the best of the best
I feel like an Olympian cause all I do is flex on the rest
My wrist all drenched in Patek
I'm my own boss get on my level
Imma shift gears then switch that pedal
Messin' with me you gon' feel that metal
How many millions? I got several

Even when you think you got me cornered I can go higher than that
Man you blind as a bat
Night vision like a cat
I be elevating while you niggas hating I'm so sick of waiting man I'm losing patience
Number one I'm on the wait list
Shoot my shot no hesitation

At the top spot better win the race
Don't be disrespectful better learn your place
When I die, someone take my place
Better run don't trip tie your lace
I'm at the top spot
I'm cooking like crockpot
Check the seconds on the stopwatch I got the keys like a laptop got the game locked
I'm all the way at the rooftop
Sneaking on me like a eavesdrop
No brakes like a pit stop can't see me like a blind spot

This that Tony Montana
That Toto Rosana
You can't even fathom
You niggas be lackin'
I run it I track it
I play it like practice
I give you that action
I crunch it like captain
Just look at my palace
Just look at my status
You niggas distracted
You niggas be lackin
You fake like a plastic
I stretch like elastic
You hitting me nigga that won't even happen
Look at my glitter you baby I'm sitter
Just look at my niggas they don't got no filters
You trash you litter you niggas so bitter
I'm hard like a hitter you weak like a splinter
I twist like I'm twister you kitty you litter
Just follow my twitter I'm no counterfeiter
You quick but I'm quicker you sick but I'm sicker
My stacks are bigger my racks are thicker
Ooh, Acr0nym stackin' up all of yall backin' up
None of us lackin' and none of yall cappin' us
Come with the macs in the back like they dressed in all black like the Cat in the Hat
Sit back down we top ten now
Got too many bars like Kit-Kat now
We kingpins nigga we don't give handouts
I'm hard like The Rock and I give smackdowns
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