Yeah, yeah, yeah (JuneOnnaBeat)
Uh-huh, uh (Uh, look)
I got a drop on the opp, we gon' stop by they spot, let that bitch rock, fuck a knock
Still on the block, fuck the cops, threw all the work, but I'm takin' my knot
Stuck in a box (Yeah)
Uppin' that Glock, we were thuggin' a lot (Oh, oh)
I bring that shit home, what you fussin' about? (Yeah)
She say too much drugs in the house, but she sittin' on a brick (Oh, oh)
It's a dub in the couch, ain't no lovin' me now
You made me like this (Yeah, yeah), you hurt me so bad, swear it's hard to forget (Oh, oh)
The problem with me, man, my heart is too big (Yeah)
These Louis got grip, I can't fall for no bitch (Yeah, yeah)
Can't depend on you, but can't wait to call me for shit (Oh, oh, oh)
Can't put your heart in this shit
Must play your part (Part), I turn to Ray with this carbon
Can't see me, Ray in the dark, Charles
Shawty got bars, we roll them fatter than Cuban cigars
I want that paper like Cuban, Mark
Don't tell you enough, girl, you beautiful, yeah (Yeah)
My face is a scrap, I don't carry no GAT (Oh, oh)
Plus, my Franck cost a rack, I don't hang with no rats (Oh)
Put the gang on my back, put your main in the back (Yeah, back)
Maybach, I'm the same nigga from way back
Walk in the spot, where that cake at? (Oh)
Pussy so wet, where the lake at? (Oh)
Shawty stuck with me like face tats
Talkin' on the phone all late, listenin' to Drake (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuck around, eat her like steak, fuck around, eat the boy's face (Yeah, yeah)
Pretty bitch, go both ways, big-face Rollie, okay
My partner on E, but the 40 on me
That monkey off my back, now I'm straight (Yeah)
The lean help the pain go away
40K for a 'fit, had to wear it four days (Four days)
Countin' new money, thinkin' 'bout the old days (Old days)
I am a mack, these niggas all lame (Lame)
I am so G, these niggas so gay, all on my dick on some fan shit
Look like a Glock, but it sound like a hand stick (Hand stick)
Went and got a button, it'll leave a nigga damaged, damnit (Damged)
Uh, now it's Balenci', no more hand-me-downs (Downs)
Better not mess with the family (Yeah)
Made her make a mess in her panties (Oh, oh)
She sent the addy, so I popped an Addy (Oh)
Ain't nothin' I do average
Chasin' that baggage (Bag), we catch 'em lackin', it's up like the attic
Empty that clip, boy, you better not panic (Yeah)
VV's on me and they dancin' (Dancin')
Nene callin' and she nasty, Kiki callin' me, harassin' (Uh)
CC on me, now I'm flexin', wait 'til I pull out the next one (One)
We be on jets like the Jetsons (Jetsons)
Barely wear Nikes, so who is gon' check him? (Oh)
Gave her an X pill, she gave me necklace ('Lace)
We like the X-Men, we came to wreck shit
Thought you was special, you like the next bitch
Show me affection, we got connection
All in your spot like we inspectin', shit can get hectic
Niggas get wet quick (Oh), all of my killers, they desperate (Oh)
So many blues, these bitches won't separate (Seprate)
Damn, I mean separate, I found a better way
12 was trippin' on a nigga like Ella Mai
Nigga, you featherweight, I'm more like Money May
Cross me a nigga the motherfuckin' hard way
I am the one (Yeah), no playin' it hard
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