It's the, "How you buy a purse but ain't fuck?", for me
It's the ass shots you got up in the butt for me
It's the, "How you rob a **** without a gun?", for me
How you keep catchin' charges and gettin' bonds for me
It's the I'ma only flex when I get loans for me
It's the scammin' hoe who I fuck for some phones for me
It's the Rollie for me, it's the Patek for me
Know I'm goin' up, go get a ladder for me
Yeah, I'm pourin' up, three in the Fanta for me
She in Texas, she flew to Atlanta for me
I don't give a fuck 'bout no VIP wristband
They book me, I fuck around and throw up the back end
My brother couldn't make the show, he got the pack in
I'm mad that I fucked the hoe, she got some bad friends
It's the braggin' on your pussy when I get in it you runnin' for me
Fuck up her hairdo and buy her some weaves
Yeah, she bad but she get naked for weed, aye
It's the way you gotta crank up the Lamb for me
It's the puttin' guns on the gram for me
Met a hoe from Chiraq said she knew a Lil' Reese
I'm makin' moves and won't renew her the lease
Foot on they neck, got my hands on a check
I ain't takin' a bet 'less they bettin' the house
I got lean in a drought, I made money in the pandemic
Paramedics they dyin' for attention check pulse
You might die over that note, you might die over that post
You play with us, you just might die over that joke
You better check her, not me, you gon' die over that hoe
In my city, you lack, you gonna die over that smoke
It's the Wockhardht kind with no cut for me
It's the Glock 26 on tuck for me
It's the, "How you buy a purse but ain't fuck?", for me
It's the ass shots you got up in the butt for me
It's the, "How you rob a **** without a gun?", for me
How you keep catchin' charges and gettin' bonds for me
It's the I'ma only flex when I get loans for me
It's the scammin' hoe who I fuck for some phones for me
It's the Rollie for me, it's the Patek for me
Know I'm goin' up, go get a ladder for me
Yeah, I'm pourin' up, three in the Fanta for me
She in Texas, she flew to Atlanta for me
I don't give a fuck 'bout no VIP wristband
They book me, I fuck around and throw up the back end
My brother couldn't make the show, he got the pack in
I'm mad that I fucked the hoe, she got some bad friends
For me it's the Patek
She sent me the addy, I pull up this ZO6 'matic
This ain't from rappin', this shit out the attic, I'm movin' the package
I keep it so G, ain't no lies for me
Damn the bitch bad, it's the eyes for me
Why she standin' like that, it's the thighs for me
And she get money, it's the grind for me
She don't see no hoes, yeah, she blind for me
Strap and a permit, do a crime for me
Partner in the feds doin' a dime for me
J in the kitchen cookin' nines for me
And I ain't never paid a **** to slide for me
Why not? 'Cause it's the heart for me
Pull up in the hood with so much work
And I ain't never thought 'bout nan **** robbin' me
It's the turquoise Rari on Forgis for me
Two bitches havin' orgies with me
Price right, plug been spoilin' me
They'll get 'em to yo door like Amazon Prime
Every time you beef, one of ya home boy's dyin'
Every time you post and your captions be lyin'
Need to live yo life, quit tryin' to live mine
'Cause that ain't what's poppin' to me
It's the profit for me, pop out and re-up again
My bitches a twenty, two tens
And I don't do friends, I prefer enemies
Least I know what these **** plan to do to me, yeah
<span begin="2:38.118" end="2:40.374">Crib in the suburbs but it's really the trenches for me</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:40.921" end="2:41.372">(Yeah)</span></span>
Master bedroom cold but really it's the kitchen for me
It's the Wockhardht kind with no cut for me
It's the Glock 26 on tuck for me
It's the, "How you buy a purse but ain't fuck?", for me
It's the ass shots you got up in the butt for me
It's the, "How you rob a **** without a gun?", for me
How you keep catchin' charges and gettin' bonds for me
It's the I'ma only flex when I get loans for me
It's the scammin' hoe who I fuck for some phones for me
It's the Rollie for me, it's the Patek for me
Know I'm goin' up, go get a ladder for me
Yeah, I'm pourin' up, three in the Fanta for me
She in Texas, she flew to Atlanta for me
I don't give a fuck 'bout no VIP wristband
They book me, I fuck around and throw up the back end
My brother couldn't make the show, he got the pack in
I'm mad that I fucked the hoe, she got some bad friends
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