Forget That (feat. Rylo Rodriguez)

My diamonds hit harder when the light off

I ride private to my shows, just a write-off

(This beat from Murda)

(Murda)

Got a thousand pounds for a thousand, buy them bitches now

First they tried to steal my style, now they tryna steal my sound

Thank God, I ain't been broke in a while

Do what I do to a T, you my child

I left the bitch in the field and she sour

Move like a ghost in my town, I got power

Reach for a chain on my neck, hear a boaw

I'm hittin' 'em hard, make 'em throw in the towel

Don't get 'em started, if you ask me, I'm the hardest

Ain't come to play with these boys, I ain't Carti

AMG big body, sound like it farted

I hurt they feelings, ain't telling' 'em sorry

These niggas boring, I'm on some more shit

Hundred racks spent on my teeth, I like flossin'

Ran up ten million and still ain't get cocky

Fuck your opinion, don't need it, I'm poppin'

Told all the bros catch an opp, then you drop him

Everyone hot on my label, got options

Send your deposit, we come to rock shit

Breakin' in cars, my lil' bro like a locksmith

That nigga throw it up, he on them Roxies

Why you keep buyin' these chains and these watches?

How can I not? Everything I get profit

Upped all my drip 'cause my Crips might be watchin'

I really go from these projects to projects

They gotta take it with ease, they can't stop it

Fuck it, ain't letting' 'em breathe, they can die

Think 'bout the bros every time I get high

Free the guys

Baby

My diamonds hit harder, I ain't in no competition

Not to mention, just a lil' bit richer, can't forget that (nah)

Flew here, we got chartered (chartered)

Shawty, she so raw, I might just let her have my daughter

Naw, I'm trippin', yeah, forget that

This the get-back, yeah

Had a lil' ten bands, I spent that shit on denim

I pull up Usain Bolt Trackhawk, this is not no rental, yeah

Project runner, I came up playin' cops and robbers

You the guy with the badge, and I'm the nigga with the chopper

My nigga catch bodies in the daytime (yeah, yeah)

VLONE Runtz, this shit won't make it past a canine

I know real trappers that stay on the block, but they don't play lines

But if they see 12, they know to run, though, like they Rajon

I stack that shit up to the ceiling, no more sharin' clothes

I bought a pendant, came from wifey, but I ain't proposed

Ridin' with an AR, but he got murked with a revolver

I sent the crackhead in the pharmacy for cough syrup

No, she can't play me, but if she try, I'ma dog her

They been askin' questions crazy: Is you 'bout to drop a tape yet?

Is you tryna go independent? Rylo did you sign with Baby?

Rolex like G-Shock to us, that's 'cause we finally made it

My diamonds hit harder, I ain't in no competition

Not to mention, just a lil' bit richer, can't forget that (nah)

Flew here, we got chartered (chartered)

Shawty, she so raw, I might just let her have my daughter

Naw, I'm trippin', yeah, forget that

This the get-back

My diamonds hit harder, I ain't in no competition

Not to mention, just a lil' bit richer, can't forget that (nah)

Flew here, we got chartered (chartered)

Shawty, she so raw, I might just let her have my daughter

Naw, I'm trippin', yeah, forget that

This the get-back, yeah