Pig Latin

I'm on the phone with some trap niggas

We talking in pig Latin

I stand at the stove I grab me a bowl

Lil nigga I did magic

I met a plug I lied on my soul about what I sold

About what I growed about what I drove

Lil nigga I did cap it

AND

Aye

Now I'm that boy

I got a few bricks I bought me a house

I'm not the type to be whooping my kids

I got switches right under the couch

I be in the hood I shoot a lil dice

I'm running my mouth

Me I'm a wide receiver

I get on them roads I'm running them routes

Nigga how do you count

All the paper you got out the street

I don't know how to count all of this shit

I'm a try on this beat

Nigga how do you count

When the money counter broke and it's kind of slow

And it's plugged up and the counter low

I'm a try when it beep

Damn... that's a fool

Fuck it let's start back when a nigga counted up in school

Walking around with them thigh pads

I was the richest nigga in my class

My daddy taught me how to fix it up

But he ain't know how to cook nothing but glass

I'm on the phone with some trap niggas we talking in pig Latin

I stand at the stove I grab me a bowl lil nigga I did magic

I met a plug I lied on my soul about what I sold

About what I growed about what I drove

Lil nigga I did cap it

AND