$aYMANAME Lyrics

Came up out the hideout I be hanging where dem hittas at

We be in the field dont know where yall niggas at You be in the lab contracts got you spinning Carefull not to say my name you cross me I'll be sinning

What the fuck happened to the come up thought you was cut up

Since I came spitting that gutter nobody stand up

No stanzas I shoot at you pranksters

So gangsta my verses got cyphers I aint no pastor so pass that blaster you suffer another Rapture leave ya carcass with splutters all over these patterns

Run up the numbers papa need a lick like every summer

Never met a rapper stepping harder competition's nada If its beef we serve you up a slider Hoodsta got the hammers Bang

I'm so lit bitch say my name I'm so lit bitch say my name I'm so lit bitch say my name

Yea Prolific solicit profiting im plotting popping shit

Like a death list rappers at the top of it no talking we cock it its clocking

We taking ya life or a stack if you got it Im ready for it

Mixing down in that strain thats foreing

Picture me rolling around Nairobi

I got the city going Up in the place got fashion models and pretty boys

Still involved in trap shit selling dope out in traffic

Them boys know nothing about it im a trouble guy

I gotta make it imma trap or die

These niggas fumble n I juggle mine

The pack came from jamaica so I had to double time

I'm so lit bitch say my name I'm so lit bitch say my name I'm so lit bitch say my name

Boy ah evil eazeame

My new track a sprinter Heard hot shells out the speakers Shawty called me a genius Say she love them hittas

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