Lyrics
How many beats I gotta kill before you **** get it?
I copped a lot with three spots and let my **** split it
So **** a critic and anybody talkin' down
I'm so ****in' big now, you gotta walk around
Might have to blow on the bidness, I got it off the ground
Ain't got no antics, baby, I got here off the sound
Educated, but I barely got a cap and gown
I'm so on now, they barely pat me down
Grateful for the OGs that came and sat me down
I done hit a growth spurt, come look at me now
This lil' **** from the bay done changed the game
Since 2019 when I changed my name
No shame, if I peak, I change the gain
****, I don't rock Hanes, I let my shit hang
When you got this kinda callin', you let the shit rang
I'm poppin' every season, Summer to Spring
I got ice in my vein, I'm lettin' 'em chill
Moved my **** to the V, I'm helping 'em build
Let a couple **** go, I'm helping 'em still
I don't just rap about the block, I'm helping for real
I made my way up to a mil, the feelin' is real
I dropped thirty from the field while still in the deal
Shoutout Russ, was the first to send me a wire
I be playing pickle ball, I'm semi-retired
But got enough in the chamber to go another ten
Every time I drop, they like, "Here he go again"
But if you listenin', that boy be going in
Scale of one to ten, that boy be on a hunnit
How many beats I gotta kill before you get it?
Copped a lot with three spots and let my **** split it
So **** a critic and anybody talkin' down
So ****in' big now, you gotta walk around
Might have to blow on the bidness, I got it off the ground
Ain't got no antics, baby, I got here off the sound
When you got this kinda callin', you let it rang
I'm poppin' every season, Summer to Spring
I copped a lot with three spots and let my **** split it
So **** a critic and anybody talkin' down
I'm so ****in' big now, you gotta walk around
Might have to blow on the bidness, I got it off the ground
Ain't got no antics, baby, I got here off the sound
Educated, but I barely got a cap and gown
I'm so on now, they barely pat me down
Grateful for the OGs that came and sat me down
I done hit a growth spurt, come look at me now
This lil' **** from the bay done changed the game
Since 2019 when I changed my name
No shame, if I peak, I change the gain
****, I don't rock Hanes, I let my shit hang
When you got this kinda callin', you let the shit rang
I'm poppin' every season, Summer to Spring
I got ice in my vein, I'm lettin' 'em chill
Moved my **** to the V, I'm helping 'em build
Let a couple **** go, I'm helping 'em still
I don't just rap about the block, I'm helping for real
I made my way up to a mil, the feelin' is real
I dropped thirty from the field while still in the deal
Shoutout Russ, was the first to send me a wire
I be playing pickle ball, I'm semi-retired
But got enough in the chamber to go another ten
Every time I drop, they like, "Here he go again"
But if you listenin', that boy be going in
Scale of one to ten, that boy be on a hunnit
How many beats I gotta kill before you get it?
Copped a lot with three spots and let my **** split it
So **** a critic and anybody talkin' down
So ****in' big now, you gotta walk around
Might have to blow on the bidness, I got it off the ground
Ain't got no antics, baby, I got here off the sound
When you got this kinda callin', you let it rang
I'm poppin' every season, Summer to Spring