$kinny Flow - TrOyMaN

On god, on gang, man, I do it myself

Woah, on god, on gang, man, I do it myself

On god, on gang, man, I do it myself

Woah, on god, on gang, man, I do it myself, bitch

On god, on gang, doing my dolo (Dolo)

Me and my niggas never ride solo (No)

Keep your distance, you know that’s a no-no (Please)

Hardly ever pissed 'cause your chick want a photo (Cheese)

You ain’t never been that fly, I been that guy

Over?

Then it’s overdo, been that type (Wow)

They know that I’m ooh, no so they skip me up (What?)

But they know my shit slaps so they hit me up

The irony

We got 'em steamed up over press (Yeah)

The passion is never slacking, my jeans the best

Grandaddy’s blood, I’m not a pussy, boy (Nah)

Kill 'em with kindness until they push me, boy

Hella fast in the wrong direction, who steering that?

Call me anything but weak, we ain’t hearing that, nigga

We turned dub till death

Taking shots, top shelf

Never needed nigga’s help

On god, on gang, man, I do it myself

Woah, on god, on gang, man, I do it myself

On god, on gang, man, I do it myself

Woah, on god, on gang, man, I do it myself, bitch

Bro, ayy, bro, it’s a prank, bro, it’s a prank, bro, it’s a prank, bro

What’s the fucking slope, nigga?

It’s just my prank, bro, it’s just a prank, bro

Talk slow

It’s a prank, bro, I swear, it’s just a prank, it’s just a prank,

it’s for YouTube, bro, just for YouTube, bro

Some niggas follow me on YouTube, nigga, being that tight, I be rapping shit,

follow my Instagram too

Ok, bro, ok, bro, I’ll shout you out, bro

But you niggas need to stop playing like that

Ok

You need to stop, they won’t play like that

Ok, bro

Yeah, can’t get rich, can’t get money, yeah (No)

Crash hella fast, way to be a dummy, yeah (Stupid)

Not a Richard, no, he need to spin up, whoo

Bust my show, let’s get the line up, ah

Fuck 'bout your feelings, you know the business (You know the business, ho)

Killing these niggas, don’t need a witness (Don't need a witness, blah)

Counting them digits, pulling 'em way back (Yeah)

Stacks so stupid, why would you say that?

That little nigga gon' go hard as ever (Who?)

Stay in the kitchen (Yeah), down to the mixing (Uhh)

They ask for 'Tay Keith' like, this boy ain’t clever

Have faith in the mission, quit what you’re bitchin' (Wait)

Nothing else to say, it’s on the way, ho, be patient (Blah)

Still cookin' niggas, I got blood on my apron (Hold on, peep)

People’s champ, yeah, they know I got the build

Now the oldest that you leave on the shelf

On god, on gang, man, I do it myself

Woah, on god, on gang, man, I do it myself

On god, on gang, man, I do it myself

Woah, on god, on gang, man, I do it myself, bitch