Genesis

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Get money

Bizzy

If niggas start something, I finish it

But I always start shit, call me Genesis

It ain't no competition, I'm putting it into it

These niggas dying just 'cause of they sentences

Headshot leave 'em bleeding, period, uh

When I say shit, it's like they don't be getting it

'Rona got the world lookin' like Phineas (look, uh)

I always score off the backboard

Picked up a gun and I started to bag RAW

I get breesh with this mask on

I only hit once, bitch what you attached for?

Heard they opened the backdoor

My niggas feening to slide and go blast more

We subtract whеn they add more

They ask who got guns, thе ones on your task force

What the fuck do I look like? A sell out?

We copped a pounds from Cali to mell out

We do not sit for no charge, we gon' bail out

Hit from the back and my name she gon' yell out

I just be moving smooth like whoopy woo, uh

Fuckboy, if you snooze, you lose

And it's always two guns when I'm moving through, like

I've been feening to get him boomed

If you die, that's the shit that's gon' shake the room, like

Masked up when I make a move

It was time when your boy had to play it cool, uh

'Cause a nigga ain't have a tool

But I'm still with the shits, so don't be a fool, uh

Young nigga just droppin' jewels

Niggas know what I do when I break the rules

Certain lines you don't cross, you gon' make the news

I might just slide, do the cha-cha

Cucaracha, bust a move, then we aiming at his matta

Send a frank, no Sinatra

Before we make it hot, just chill like culata

Boy I'm a shotta, move proper

Big guns and this shit go rata

I'm a savage, shoot good, should've played for the Mavericks

I was down, but a nigga been having

Play ball, but send bullets like Madden

No capping, fuck rapping, you know hustling really a talent

Bag it up, then I'm making it happen

She choking on dick like the cinnamon challenge

Bag it up, then I'm making it happen

She choking on dick like the cinnamon challenge, like

Ayo, Rugga

Since young, you know I've been a shooter

We was spinning on 'rips with the scooters

Got money, upgraded the Ubers

I got lit and fucked bitches at Hooters

Still in the field moving grams of the Cuba

Might get lost on my side like Bermuda

We don't talk, we don't beef on computers, uh (at all)

Bitch, I got famous with no hooks

I ain't get no looks, like

These niggas so shook

I could tell you ain't no crook

You get brushed like an old book

You a pawn, you got no rook, uh

Your lifer could get took

And your foodie could get cooked

I do this shit on my own, so they hating me

Half of these rappers could never relate to me

I made a move from A to B

I done fuck bitches from A to Z

I told my bitches to shake for me

Shawty get happy and start giving face to me

These niggas pussy, they know not to play with me

We just been trappin', but this shit a vacancy

If niggas start something, I finish it

But I always start shit, call me Genesis

It ain't no competition, I'm putting it into it

These niggas dying just 'cause of they sentences

Headshot leave 'em bleeding, period, uh

When I say shit, it's like they don't be getting it

'Rona got the world lookin' like Phineas