[Lyric] Let It Show (Official_Khi)

(Stacc you hard fool!)
Uh, uh
Yeah, yeah

I be steppin’ on these niggas in Balenciaga
And they mad cause I got they bitch wearin’ Prada
I be quick to pass a hoe, I ain’t got no problem
When it come to gettin’ this money, I ain’t got no option
God gave me a chance, I can’t let it blow
And I know my heart cold, but I can’t let it show
I been married to this money, I gotta let you go
And I ain’t steppin’ with my niggas if they ain’t gotta pole

I ain’t fucking with these hoes
Let ‘em go do they thing, I bought a brand new chain
Brand new car off the lot, ever go switch some lanеs?
Brand new shooter off the block, hе don’t miss no shots
That nigga go insane
I went gold in the streets
These niggas ain’t close to me
I gotta keep my pole my heat
‘Case these niggas tried smoking me
‘Member yall niggas ghosted me
Yall niggas never posted me
Whole gang been poppin’, I promise you it ain’t be only me, yeah, yeah
Grind to the top, I gotta get me this guap, I gotta get me a lot
Niggas be talkin’ too much, that’s why they homie got shot
Shawty so bad, I gotta shoot my shot, I ain’t never been blocked
I gotta ride with that Glock, ‘case these niggas be hot, my niggas stiring the pot, whoa, whoa
None of my niggas hoes
All of my niggas on go
I be steppin’ on these niggas in Balenciaga
And they mad cause I got they bitch wearin’ Prada
I be quick to pass a hoe, I ain’t got no problem
When it come to gettin’ this money, I ain’t got no option
God gave me a chance, I can’t let it blow
And I know my heart cold, but I can’t let it show
I been married to this money, I gotta let you go
And I ain’t steppin’ with my niggas if they ain’t gotta pole

Let me turn up, I gotta fuck on this bitch cause she ain’t a slut
I gotta get in her guts, I started hittin’ her ribs i’m fucking her up
I gotta get rid of this nut, I gotta give what she want
I gotta get what she need, she on her knees, she been beggin for hours ain’t say nothing but please
I gotta bag, but I still feel this pain
I gotta ride with that mag, I gotta ride with this flame
I ain’t goin out sad, ain’t goin’ out like no lame
This ain’t no game, i’m on to bigger and better things
These niggas jackin’ my style, I been rappin’ for a while
Momma said I gotta make it, I can’t let her down
These niggas in my way, put ‘em in the ground
I can’t waste no time, I gotta make it now

I be steppin’ on these niggas in Balenciaga
And they mad cause I got they bitch wearin’ Prada
I be quick to pass a hoe, I ain’t got no problem
When it come to gettin’ this money, I ain’t got no option
God gave me a chance, I can’t let it blow
And I know my heart cold, but I can’t let it show
I been married to this money, I gotta let you go
And I ain’t steppin’ with my niggas if they ain’t gotta pole