Done it out, I love you, don't own me With all this swag, I'm still steppin' out smoky Just cause we beat, don't think you know me We pop a Gulf, tryna whip up a Rollie Hoppin' out somethin' new, no mileage, it Say the word, squeezy shoots Nah, this ain't nothin' new If she low, then you wife it If she not, you just pipe it Lost love to people I'd tight with People I would've died with Yeah, the streets kinda raised me Seen money turn people crazy I used to wreck the back and you lazy Don't want your love, it's fugazi Remember prayin' for the things I have now I was never in the background Rank S, five minutes, the wap's out I swear to school, I make them tap out Done it out, I love you, don't own me With all this swag, I'm still steppin' out smoky Just cause we beat, don't think you know me We pop a Gulf, tryna whip up a Rollie Count my blessings, then I go count my racks Miscounted, now I gotta count it back For the dogs with miles on laps I'm in the T's, still out in packs Even though Amanda's rap, I still gotta step outside with waps I still gotta do this free and risk But they know the hards, they just wanna know about the latest vids They only see what I show, they ain't done feel with the largest stick I sat down with bro, rolled to the doge on a half this brick I can't really in the streets See that the land brings peas, now she wanna give me what's in between I stay real, they're fake, and there's a thin line in between Spill your juice for all of the G's So mind what you say, cause you and your brethren's printin' T's With your name on ITV But I ain't gonna talk too much Came in as a driller, but I just all set up The trap really taught me much I still wash and drop this flake And just fork it up I still wash and drop this flake And just fork it up Done it out of love, you don't own me With all this swag, I'm still steppin' out smoky Just cause we beatin', don't think you know me With Papa Goth, tryna whip up a Rollie Done it out of love, you don't own me With all this swag, I'm still steppin' out smoky Just cause we beatin', don't think you know me With Papa Goth, tryna whip up a Rollie