Intro: F*** 12

It's Wizzop

Huh, huh?

I still don't give a **** how a **** boy feel

How you gon' keep it real and your diamonds not real?

I do it so big I make a hater feel little

I can't tell you why they hating but I have and idea

You never liked me, probably don't like me still

But a **** likin' me ain't never paid my bills

I'm the realest **** livin', let's get one thing clear

And if you wanna get it poppin' we can do it right here

I ain't never been embarrassed, I ain't never felt fear

I got post traumatic stresses like I can't shed tears

I ain't even been out six months but I spent six mil

Got a million dollar grin and a ten million dollar crib

And my heart done turnt (Bur, bur) Like my ad libs

In the kitchen goin' skrt, skrt, tryna make a mil

Got these **** screamin' bling, blaow, diamonds in my ear

I send my shooters then it's (Pow, pow) Another tatted tear

Yeah, it's twenty-sixteen so it's Guwop year

When I was sixteen I was makin' drug deals

These **** say they gettin' money, I can't really tell

I made more money than them and I was in a jail cell

I'ma say it once again, trust God, f**** 12

A real street **** will never ever call twelve

Say it once again, trust God, f**** 12

A real street **** will never ever call twelve

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