Ha
Huh-huh-huh, ha
(Haha, what the f ?)
(Haha, what the f ? Haha, what the f ?)
(privateflightgang, bitch)
Uh, I can't see a lane, no way, my frames Bottega Veneta, I feel like the shit
'Bout one hundred K's today, my bank afraid that somebody hacked my account
I'm tryna stay patient, bae, but lately, I'm feelin' like maybe we just not meant
My whole fit blank, you wouldn't even think I paid about the same price as a car
I take care of mine, he play with the guys, better off takin' a shot in the dark
You next to the don, you better not lie 'cause I don't got time to debate with a fraud (Hell nah)
I just took his lil' ho to Milan, we winin' and dinin', havin' a ball
He the type to go wait in the line and hang with some grown-ass men at the bar
Damn, I'm off that shit
Damn, huh, I probably shouldn't
But I'm gon' roll another blunt
Because I got it by the pound
Goddamn, I'm just tryna make my mama proud of me
I will not quit until I find my peace
You know I hate that we apart, so I'm
Gon' keep my head inside the clouds for now
Goddamn, this shit got me lightheaded
I do not own this whip, but I drive like it
I got ninety-nine problems, you not one
If I tell you the truth, you might not like it
Roll it up in a 'Wood, I am not cryin'
They'll tell you it's good when it's not fine
They'll tell you you should when you should not
Keep that in mind when you talk to the big dogs
Damn, I'm off that shit
Damn, huh, I probably shouldn't
But I'm gon' roll another blunt
Because I got it by the pound
Goddamn, I'm just tryna make my mama proud of me
I will not quit until I find my peace
You know I hate that we apart, so I'm
Gon' keep my head inside the clouds for now
(We workin', you're watchin')
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