[Intro]
Yeah
Back on back on back
Black on black, I'm back
Yeah
Wait...
Get your facts straight guy

Hey!
Uh, yeah! Aye 1 2
Yeah, huh
One time for the one time

[Hook]
Who said Asoh ain’t got hits?
Might just knock a nigga straight up in his grits
I mean grill
Got confused, every rapper's my next meal
Yeah I said it embedded in stone you ought to have it
With the following I’m commanding
I should’ve wrote commandments

[Verse 1]
God flow, with the god strokes
Go deep in it
One day I’ll be living good and eating sweller
Not a fortune teller
That won’t stop me from forsiezing it
Fucked up a check
At least the spelling
Put 4 c’s in it
That stand for comma on comma on comma on comma
I need me some bank account drama
Where activity so improper
Calls from Bank of America
Checking my financial state
Hell yeah I’m feeling great
Summer Playlists hit 100K, hey!

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Asoh play no fair
Asoh just don't care
Asoh might fuck ya bitch two times
Because the first time he didn't have a mirror
Don't you know I'm conceited?
Ironic cause you can't see this
Except when the chain gleaming
Might spend a K on some ice for no reason
What can they say
"That boy he ignorant now"
How?
When I'm the reason college rappings in style
Told these niggas go and get it right now, hey!
Get your degree, huh
Make em as hot your raps
Cause you know with women
The more attractive they come
The more that they come attracted to racks
So
You better be stacked
And you
You better not nap
And you
You better grip the back of the bars on your bike
Swing the news like a bat
This your paper route
Get your paper boi
This is not Atlanta
But sometimes you gotta be childish to be noticed
You're never too young to be the coldest
That’s, real life motives
Some shit you might end up quoting
Go and tat it all up on ya shoulders just to show em
I'm 21 with these rap dreams
Dirty enough to get a deal
Make a couple mil, wipe my hands clean
You can’t dap me
I'm that mean