Yea yall know what the fuck goin' on *whistle*, the biggest shit talker back again man
Huh, huh
Where was all y'all then when I was fallen on my face
She know a niggas up stay fresh as fuck she all up in my face
I ain't gotta step a foot out the door at all they come and jump that gate
Can't bring my niggas round certain niggas cuz all they do is take
Brodie say he from the streets we caught him on the sidewalk
Yes you know he had to get it just for mall that side talk (what the fuck)
Got sum big shit on my waist walking with a side walk
Over floading taking space making niggas sign off (hey)
Yea I'm taking spots I heard your favorite rapper falling off
Put him in that hole in the field like we was playing golf (on rico)
Lost 50 on some janky shit I'll make it back tomorrow
Try to play me on some janky shit be gone by tomorrow
Baby get yo face up first and then you get yo waist snatched
I don't give my time to everybody so don't waste it
Lately I've been sippin on dis lean feeling wasted (sip)
Just because a nigga pop out clean she wanna taste it
I could really fuck yo bitch right now, I'm being patient (forreal)
Got the lo right now, could go and sco' im being patient
Foreign cars, foreign hoes keep 'em in rotation
She just lost her fuckin mind we ain't sharing locations (fuck)
I know this a marathon so I keep on pacin'
Mix match designer on, no I don't do basic (nope)
Dish it out and get it gone then collect that payment (come here)
Hell yea I got my pole niggas out here hatin (hatin)
Step out wit my setters (setters)
We can go wherever (forreal)
VVS's everywhere we walked in changed the weather
Took like three-four bitches right back to the loft we fuck together
Don't need a stylist, really pop out know how to put that shit together (hey)
No bullshit bank, the biggest shit talker, i'll fuck any niggas bitch, y'all know how the fuck we comin' TST shit man
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