Dismantled

Yeah, yeah Too much money, can't fit it in my pants, huh Iced-out belt hold my pants up Ain't from Zone 6, but I got a lil' bitch from the east side of Atlanta How you wanna roll? I can go Ghost or a Phantom That nigga broke, ban him, ran off on the plug, I scammed him Bitch, I do shit for my fandom, this shit for my fam', yeah If she don't pick up when I call, ain't call again, can't spam her Take it to the grave, won't tell a soul, ain't nothin' I can't handle Rip this bitch apart, when I get to the hotel, she gettin' dismantled Yeah, can't be canceled, yeah, can't be fucked with Saw Lil Wayne at the Balenciaga show, used to rock the truck Before we take it to the next level, baby girl, tell me who you fuck with? Yeah, who you fuck with? Yeah I ain't fuckin' with these hos, I'm tryna get that bank I'm tryna cop a current crib, yeah, with a gate I live a fast life with no brakes, supercharged, all-wheel drive No, I can't fuck with these bitches, they gon' say that like lyin' Yeah, I'm a stand-up guy, ain't standin' down for nobody If you havin' animosity, Ken Carson fucked your bitch, prolly My bitch, yeah, so-so godly, she the only proof of God She rock three camouflage, you thought you was smooth, huh Thought you was at home in your close friends, you in the rulebook You ain't him on the internet, I know them not just rumors No feelings, yeah, I lost my heart on a shroom trip Love on me, yeah, I got you flowers and expensive gifts Had another bitch in a Uber, so I had to send you a Lyft I knew her way before I knew ya, you late to the party Give a fuck 'bout these hos, I'm getting money regardless Never bite the hand that feed you, yeah, don't get me started Too much money, can't fit it in my pants, huh Iced out belt hold my pants up Ain't from Zone 6, but I got a lil' bitch from the east side of Atlanta How you wanna roll? I can go Ghost or a Phantom That nigga broke, ban him, ran off on the plug, I scammed him Bitch, I do shit for my fandom, this shit for my fam', yeah If she don't pick up when I call, ain't call again, can't spam her Take it to the grave, won't tell a soul, ain't nothin' I can't handle Rip this bitch apart, when I get to the hotel, she gettin' dismantled