Myself

Ayo Spaceman, turn that up
This sound like Quel

I don't need a crew of killers, 'cause I'm killing by my damn self
Free lil Tay and Clock, they were robbing for they damn health
The opps be shooting shots, but they don't hit shit, but they damn self
I gotta stay 100, not for them, but for my damn self (Yhea, yhea)
I'ma do it for my damn self (Yhea, yhea)
I'ma do it for my damn self (Yhea, yhea)
I'ma show off for my damn self
I hope he'll think it's sweet, 'cause I'ma blow you by my damn self

OTF
I'm chasing dreams like Meek Mill
Came through on three-wheel
He lucky that he lived
Imma try that lil hoe up, if she don't go I ain't trippin 'cause she will
These bankroll got my pant tight, just like kid denim
No Shawty Lo, I stack
Nigga I ain't pocket watching, I ain't worried 'bout your money
Not from the bricks for real, ain't send them blicks, that shits a dummy
And my partner done named "Dog" but they don't bark, they hear you running
Pop and show it how you coming (on God)
Pass me the rock, I'm running point guard
Say why them nigga right there they looking goofy, just don't point hard
Can't let 'em get one off, ain't going out bad bitch, I'm going hard
The Moncler got a hundred in them stuffed, fuck a Goyard
Nah for real, they my dawg for real
They want me to fall for real
See lil Rudy I ball for him
My lil boys is all for them
(You don't understand it boy)

I don't need a crew of killers, 'cause I'm killing by my damn self
Free lil Tay and Clock, they were robbing for they damn health
The opps be shooting shots, but they don't hit shit, but they damn self
I gotta stay 100, not for them, but for my damn self (Yhea, yhea)
I'ma do it for my damn self (Yhea, yhea)
I'ma do it for my damn self (Yhea, yhea)
I'ma show off for my damn self
I hope he'll think it's sweet, 'cause I'ma blow you by my damn self

No shoestrings at all, can't trip about no bitch at all
They tryna mix with ya'll
Is you gon' ride, they kill my dawg?
And I can't ride with them, them niggas dead dock
I get right in 'em, get what's spinning, make her bed rock
I want headshots, knock your dreads out
I'm with the youngins, went in charge, so what your saying now
Oh you a fan now, you're my mans now
They tryna ride the wave, I'm busy tryna stand out
Yeah, he got dropped down onna move should've stuck to the plan
Free them savages, they ain't want nothing, but some bands
But instead they got 'em sent up in the can
Wishing that they can, goddamn
I know some niggas that never see they family
Couple dead sons in that jam
I'm bigger than what I was, because I am

I don't need a crew of killers, 'cause I'm killing by my damn self
Free lil Tay and Clock, they were robbing for they damn health
The opps be shooting shots, but they don't hit shit, but they damn self
I gotta stay 100, not for them, but for my damn self (Yhea, yhea)
I'ma do it for my damn self (Yhea, yhea)
I'ma do it for my damn self (Yhea, yhea)
I'ma show off for my damn self
I hope he'll think it's sweet, 'cause I'ma blow you by my damn self