Scared Of Me (feat. tyfrmda813)

I'm the type to make the fuckin devil think he scared of me
I'm the type to get that bag, that boy said "it ain't fair to me"
I'm the type to just never pop out, everybody weird to me
I'm the type to do what the fuck I want, ain't no fear in me
I'm the type to stick to what I do, ain't no steering me
I'm the type to live this fast life, mama have faith in me
I'm the type to keep doing bad things, the demons stay with me
I'm the type to not just give a fuck, can't have your way with me
I'm riding round with my windows tinted
Me and my bitch, I know she wit it
Talking money, y'all don't get it
In this life, bitch I'm not finished
Never stop, I never settle
Bitch I swear I met the devil
I'm on all these other levels
I push limits, I push pedals
And I don't even like to conversate so why would you talk to me?
But don't you know who the fuck I am, yeah you can't walk with me
I just be setting all of these trends, y'all just follow me
I live life on my own terms, that's the god in me
Fuck depression, I got bottles
I swear that my bitch a model
Be like me, yeah that's the motto
I make hits, I'm like Machado
Swipe his ass just like a barcode
Me and my Migos trap like Narcos
I'm with gang, yeah, slatt knows
I be laughing, yeah, y'all jokes
I might hit that like the lotto
In this life no time for sorrow
Pour my pain inside this bottle
I might not wake up tomorrow
Bitch, they gon scream my name, you know that I get it ayy
I know I'm gon never change, bitch I'm always gon be Graves

I just poured up more
I got Moncler on my coat
Walk in that bitch I smell like dope
Pull up on your bitch in Ghost's
New Aventador it go
Said you "Ran up, ran up" Nope
I just pulled up with my ho
You got none so I brought more
I got racks on me
I got pills on me
Pop 3 walk like a zombie
Your bitch chit-chat keep on talking
I done ran it up like yuh
Pop three pills your bitch like yuh
She keep talking bitch shut up
Watch me pop him smoke him up
I done ran up smoking Runtz
Im too high I smoke too much
I don't think I smoked enough
He won't run up bitch he bluff
(Yeah)
If she slide I'm hitting yuh
Brand new whip gone get in yuh
Swerve that bitch I'm spinning yuh
Shooting like the Pistons yuh
I run up I'm in it
Your ho been to broke can't get in
I know I'm too tuff right with it
Im off this shit I'm not kidding
(Yuh-yuh)
I mixed the pill in the cup with the Codeine
Eating them bullets like protein
Saying he tuff come show me
How the fuck you gone say my name but you don't even know me?
How the fuck you gone say my name? Bitch no you not my homie
Pour up bitch so slowly
Ain't no way I'm folding
I got green all in my mind, bitch I'm gone keep going