Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Real talks, right, this how you gotta come up
[Verse 2]
Look, racks off a ratchet bitch, pimping with my pinky lit
Purse first, lane switch, ha, ha, hahaha
Wavy, sip water, selling green to your daughter
When I tax her for that quarter, I'm like ha, ha, hahaha
[Verse 3]
Zoe him for that check, yeah
What gon' happen next, hmm
Maybe he upset, wet
Red dot handle that, ooh
Too late for that pressure
.45, I'm special
Cocaine on the dresser
Your hoe tend to snort it when she miss you
Work my shit, ice shit, BS my initials
Keep some pills inside my system
Pull that pistol, they gon' listen
Wait, why they always on my dick
Before, they ain't listen
Now they takin' pictures
Now she wanna fuck an ugly ****
Wait, race, race, race, run up on a **** no face, no case
Oh how sweet, no Amazing Grace
Make a **** pray, make a **** meet his make
Okay, wait, wait, wait
Ain't no sleep for the lost that faith
Can't depend on another man, on another hand
Fuck a rubber band, I'ma get a whole damn safe
[Verse 4]
Make racks off a ratchet bitch, pimping with my pinky lit
Purse first, lane switch, ha, ha, hahaha
Wavy, sip water, selling green to your daughter
When I tax her for that quarter, I'm like ha, ha, hahaha
[Verse 5]
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, hahahaha
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, hahahaha
[Verse 6]
Okay, like VVS my neck
Shirt red like the Tech
**** touch my pack
He finna get wet
Flip your bitch just like a Tech Deck board
Pussy **** can't say no more
No more, say no, ho
That's how the game go
Fat young **** with the pesos
Need a big booty bitch like J-Lo
Okay, like what's your payroll?
Lookin' like 00, no gate code
You a pussy ass ****, you fake though
Got my eye on your bitch like I'm Kano
We blowing up like volcano
We fly to the bank, we the greatest, you hating, no reason to hate, though
My .45 ain't no joke
Nose runnin', she lovin' that coke
Gatorade with a four
Got your baby mama posted, posted at the trap bagging up an O
J's going out the door
Plays going out the door
[Verse 7]
Racks off a ratchet bitch, pimping with my pinky lit
Purse first, lane switch, ha, ha, hahaha
Wavy, sip water, selling green to your daughter
When I tax her for that quarter, I'm like ha, ha, hahaha
[Verse 8]
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, hahahaha
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, hahahaha
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