NO HOOK - Joey Trap

I’m too professional

None of my niggas is lettin' up

I just hope that you niggas is ready, bruh

What you niggas gon' do when the fetti come?

I’m surrounded by bitches that’s bad as fuck

If you’re rich, nigga, then put your Patek up

You is goofy so please don’t embarrass us

We just hop in the Benz in the fast lane, pristine, huh

I’m tenth prestige

Rollie on me, look freeze huh

I bet you niggas mad, could never be us

I had to go get a rollie instead of whip, I just said it’s a must, must

I flew your shorty out yesterday, she wildin' with me 'cause I mak her bust,

buss

I’m gone duck the polic, I won’t talk I’m in the cuffs, huh

None of these niggas can fold me, Im way too up, we untouched, huh (Psssht), uh

That’s why I had to go get me a brrrt, brrrt

Niggas pull up with the mm-hmm

I make your shorty go mm-mm, yeah

I have a fever from that race

I had to ease up on that pace

We get too hot and we burn up the place

I made thousands off them grams, but thank God ain’t no more scams

We too goated, y’all so lambs

Y’all get voted off your land

But I gotta get it now

'Cause these niggas be plottin' and tellin' now

I knew you was a bitch, you should let it out

And my shorty a goddess, she dwelling now, hmm

I had to get all my paper myself, I ain’t ask for no help

But the niggas around me was actin' so different, like they had some stealth

I had to go get some Benjamin’s, these niggas acted like kin

Niggas think I’ll stop at a million, nigga, I need about ten