FIGURED IT OUT

A-P fit my arm like it was made for me

Side by side with my dawgs, I walk faithfully

Shorty, you know I'm a dog, you ain't gonna wait for me

I'm in them streets till the morning, mama gotta pay for me

I figured it out, no feelings involved

Dick in her mouth, this what it 'bout

I'ma leave him where he down

If he even come out

Digit amount, Digit amount

Pour out the ounce, feel like a boss

Fuck it's about?

Drill at your house, yeah

Don't fuck up the count

Yeah, I'ma go in her mouth

We got the streets if we keep it a thousand

**** be soft, we ain't involved

Young **** put that shit on in a mall, bitch

Talkin' 'bout it's up wit' my dawg, we gone play ball wit' you

Hundred something on a bad day

Pull up, can't even keep up with the valet

Yeah, my day been cool

Trying to have a couple million in a bag day

I can just lit for the moment

I'ma be the realest **** until the last day

This what it's about

I ain't got no love for them bitches

I'm tripping, that's cap ain't it?

I put this shit on the map, baby

Authentic, this shit ain't no rap game

Farealni been that **** back when bitches was back-paging

Still'll pull it, still'll bang a ****, ain't that famous

Still in them streets, promise I'm bringing it back, baby

Yeah, what's happening, baby?

Promise I'm a

A-P fit my arm like it was made for me

Side by side with my dawgs, I walk faithfully

Shorty, you know I'm a dog, you ain't gonna wait for me

I'm in them streets till the morning, mama gotta pay for me

I figured it out, no feelings involved

Dick in her mouth, this what it 'bout

I'ma leave him where he down

If he even come out

Digit amount, Digit amount

A-A-A-P fit my arm like it was made for me

Mama gotta pay for me, mama gotta pay for me

A-A-A-P fit my arm like it was made for me

Mama gotta pay for me, mama gotta pay for me

A-A-A-P fit my arm like it was made for me