Fidget

(Based1 got them bands, ho)

The whip don't got no keys

I press to start and hit the gas and go

She just wanna fuck with me

I hit that ass, she drop it low

Drop a bag, I spend the fee

The opps, they really wanna know

"Is he really cashin' out or is that young **** broke?"

Fuck with me, you can get robbed, you can get poked

I just walked inside the club and I was dancin' with my pole

I don't really trust nobody

I can never trust a soul

I walk in, I'm poppin' tags

Which one? Eenie, miney, moe

Ooh yeah, oh yeah

We ballin'

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

She callin'

These ****, they broke

Walk in', they stallin'

I got the bag

I spend it, I ball and

Yeah, **** know that I'm all in

Walk in, I'm spendin' the bags

Lil shorty, she know I'm glad

Walk in, I'm makin' 'em mad

I was makin' these broke **** sad

I ain't even wanna do nothing

And I'm really fuckin' on this thing

And she know I got big dreams

Walk in, I'm sippin' on lean

Mix the ice with the cream, yeah

We do not fuck with the opps

We puttin' them **** on Fox

I put them boys in a box

I do not know who you are

I really rock out with guitars

I really do hang with the stars, yeah

Okay, my car is fast

I see you, I'm swervin', I'm drivin', I crash

These **** be hatin', I'm on my last

I see you, I'm comin', I run and I blast

The whip don't got no keys

I press to start and hit the gas and go

She just wanna fuck with me

I hit that ass, she drop it low

Drop a bag, I spend the fee

The opps, they really wanna know

"Is he really cashin' out or is that young **** broke?"

Fuck with me, you can get robbed, you can get poked

I just walked inside the club and I was dancin' with my pole

I don't really trust nobody

I can never trust a soul

I walk in, I'm poppin' tags

Which one? Eenie, miney, moe

Yeah, I'm in it

I had to go get 'em in it

I had to take me a minute

I had to take me a pill

I'm high, she know what to do

I'm doin' this shit for the thrill

I really don't get no chills

I really got houses on hills

I really be chillin' with Bill

I had to go get it

We sellin' whole midgets

I tell 'em, "Don't fidget"

I'm really trappin' out here

You cannot come here

We shootin' like John Deere

We do not show no fear

We do not trust anybody

I'm feelin' like John Gotti

I had to get out of there

'Cause I know these **** won't stop me

I'm droppin' it hot like wasabi

Flexed up, I stunt with my posse

Lil shorty got lips on glossy

And she sucked me off in the lobby, yeah

It's a lotta weed to roll up

Why you askin' questions, shorty? I just wanna fuck

Got a lotta money, ****, you can't add it up

What is trust? Gave that little bitch some dust

The whip don't got no keys

I press to start and hit the gas and go

She just wanna fuck with me

I hit that ass, she drop it low

Drop a bag, I spend the fee

The opps, they really wanna know

"Is he really cashin' out or is that young **** broke?"

Fuck with me, you can get robbed, you can get poked

I just walked inside the club and I was dancin' with my pole

I don't really trust nobody

I can never trust a soul

I walk in, I'm poppin' tags

Which one? Eenie, miney, moe