Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy
Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
L462, gang (Let that shit ride, 88)
On granny, yeah, yeah
Put the four in the double cup
She hate me more when I'm wasted
I'm just really tryna taste it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She gon' hop on that dick and ???
When I'm wasted, she hate me more
When I'm wasted, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I've poppin' my shit, now they heard of me
All my bitches got money and surgеry
Momma told me be safe whеn I step out the house
'Cause she know that these niggas try murder me
'Member days that we slide in the Mercury
Now these groupie bitches tryin' flirt with me
I hopped out of my feelings and focused on money
I can't let a nigga see they hurtin' me
Everybody around me doin' what niggas can't
??? big dollar, put diamonds in the face
Run it up until you run it out the bank
First class when I'm flyin' out of state
Social distance before that I was out the way
I can't trip 'bout no nigga and 'bout the hate
We gon' pull up and see what he bought today
Kick this bitch out the telly, she out the date
You look stupid, that's old news
Lotta niggas did the flip in the switch
I cut 'em up of my old dues
Remember we ain't have it
We was thuggin' and trappin'
I was slidin' with my bros too
Used to kick it in my bro shoes
Now I'm flexin' on my own blues
And a nigga got hoes too
Told my bitch if she cheat me, I'ma fuck on her friend
And no trippin', just caught this shit back
I ain't doin' emotions, I just feel love with the money
I don't want my bitch back
And she think that it's weird, I'm in love but don't show her
I don't wanna let her know that I need her
'Cause when you let somebody know that you need them
It feel like this that's when they start thinkin' 'bout leavin' and say you a dub
Feel like everything you told me was cap
Remember them times you would leave for a minute
Then say that you miss me and come right back
I ain't never felt no lie like that
My past, show demons and drama
Them losses I don't took me a lotta
Dreams big, I ain't fit at the buttom
You get popped like collar for drama
Back to back Bourbons, I feel like Obama
He play with me top, I turn into Osana
Sick of the struggle, we fought for a dollar
This shit I ain't proud of but now I rock Prada
Momma couldn't buy me the new shoes
Now it's new blues what I put in my pocket
And I was tryna show love
But that got me stabbed in the back
So I watch who I ride with
Switch it up, I had to pick it up
Made me a lot but don't think that I'm rich enough
I cut off of my ties 'cause I know they won't ride
Niggas say that they real but they ain't real enough
I gave out all my love tryna make people happy
But they still act like ain't did enough
And it hurts to the heart but I can't let it show
So a nigga act like I don't give a fuck
I've poppin' my shit, now they heard of me
All my bitches got money and surgery
Momma told me be safe when I step out the house
'Cause she know that these niggas try murder me
'Member days that we slide in the Mercury
Now these groupie bitches tryin' flirt with me
I hopped out of my feelings and focused on money
I can't let a nigga see they hurtin' me
Everybody around me doin' what niggas can't
??? big dollar, put diamonds in the face
Run it up until you run it out the bank
First class when I'm flyin' out of state
Social distance before that I was out the way
I can't trip 'bout no nigga and 'bout the hate
We gon' pull up and see what he bought today
Kick this bitch out the telly, she out the date, yeah
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