SHECKLER

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, brrr Yeah, yeah, aye I don't really like the lecture Rather talk my shit with a message [Chorus] Let me talk my shit for a sec, for a second I don't need the lecture Niggas love to talk on the side like a heckler While I'm on the court balling niggas be so pressed uh Only got one plan to get rich Fuck a Plan B, Sheckler Bout the cheddar cheese Want it all and the extra I be stunting all the time for the pleasure Can't be number two like I'm Pete cause I'm next up [Verse: Stunna Cold] Uh, yeah Kept it real from the get-go Bout the guap, yayo, the plones, the pesos Prada with the flame peep the drip I'm too fuego Hit the bitch once then it's hasta luego My eggo is top tier, yeah my ego I'mma lead the way the human race like I'm Nigo Blocking all the sqaures circle small like a peephole Bitch I never lost got the sauce like a cheat code Always play for keeps so it's care If I ever had to be a drawer, I'm top shelf Plus I'm top chef, cook it up in the stu Luxury inside my flesh I was fresh out the womb Walked in by myself Then I left out with two I'm the number one stunna I'mma stunt to the tomb On the regular, shmegular Niggas cap a lot they some editors Niggas can't compete no competitors, bitch [Chorus] Let me talk my shit for a sec, for a second I don't need the lecture Niggas love to talk on the side like a heckler While I'm on the court balling niggas be so pressed uh Only got one plan to get rich Fuck a Plan B, Sheckler Bout the cheddar cheese Want it all and the extra I be stunting all the time for the pleasure Can't be number two like I'm Pete cause I'm next up Uh [Verse: 10kdunkin] Damn They told me that I'm next up I'm having them racks yeah I got my gun but I think I need another one This bitch bad but I think I need another one I have fun when I count them funs I walk around with a shotgun like Omar, fuck This bitch bad as fuck but don't know how to shut the fuck up Around these hoes I can't say nothing And don't say nothing Ain't no way they make one I had to run that cake up You broke as hell with your head down pick your face up Designer shoes don't go no shoelace Still cost me eight sum Cost me eight sum Eight sum They ain't got no shoelace It still cost me eight sum