[The Outer Limits]
Man, fuck these hating niggas and fuck all these hating bitches
I got me some naked bitches
That fuck me and scrape the dishes
All my women taste delicious, every day with me is Christmas
My VVs be hitting different, see my chains and tell the difference
Really, it don't make no difference
Kill the snitch and kill the witness
Ain't no way to put a price on true ambition, man, just listen
I can't trust no nigga rockin' black Forces or True Religion
I got me that new edition, 2023, it's tinted
2023, let's get it, 2023, I feel it
Had to take that shit I had inside and push my outer limits
Trying to make a mill' a minute
Ain't no talk, just went and did it, really just to show these niggas
[Unreal]
Can't trust nobody but me
Five racks cover my feet
Aces up my sleeve
Tryna get rich, don't sleep
She tell me, "Fuck me please"
My bitches roll my weed
I can't name a nigga I need
Said, I can't name a nigga I need
That bitch say too much words
Talk too much, I curve
Getting on my nerves
I can't love no birds
Told her, "Wait your turn"
Back to back, we swerve
And I don't beg, I earn
Just want what I deserve
Ayy, since twelve, been screaming, "Fuck 12"
Won't beg no judge, I'll jump bail
On my knees for no man
Won't suck seed, but we won't fail
Thotties In my inbox, tryna tell me, "Come chill"
That trunk ain't got no junk, slide that ass to junk mail
Big chains like hotels
Rock big rings, they doorbells
Threw ten Gs at ten hoes
All came home, that's wholesale
Ten niggas with one bottle, y'all can't afford to let none spill
Why even go to the club still? How do broke niggas have fun still?
Can't understand it, it's unreal
She undressed and unveiled
That body look like one mill', in fresh bread 'cause ain't nothing stale
Titties lookin too perky, gotta pop me two pills
Bitch, I ain't got no worries, now I know how Tune feel
Can't trust nobody but me
Five racks cover my feet
Aces up my sleeve
Tryna get rich, don't sleep
She tell me, "Fuck me please"
My bitches roll my weed
I can't name a nigga I need
Said, I can't name a nigga I need
That bitch say too much words
Talk too much, I curve
Getting on my nerves
I can't love no birds
Told her, "Wait your turn"
Back to back, we swerve
And I don't beg, I earn
Just want what I deserve
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