Lyrics
(Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh)
Uh, honestly, I been tryna pray, wonder if He heard me (I pray)
Lately, I been addicted to whip, expensive shit in Jersey (skrrt, skrrt)
Pretty bitches that's curvy and summer ball like I'm Birdie
All this money been dirty, I spend it all in these 30s
I think the feds casin', 3 a.m., I'm up countin' dead faces
Plenty times they snatched me, never folded or said nothin' (shh)
Caught the body, still see dead faces (still see dead faces)
Over green, I paint some red faces (I paint some red faces)
Little bitch that I ain't never hit, said there's some head waitin' (guys, I'm snappin')
Cool shit, choppers come in bags that carry pool sticks (that carry pool sticks)
Smooth shit, button change gears, this ain't your dude's shit
Curve some new shit
Just some somethin' I could do shit (somethin' I could do shit)
For shorty that used to curve me, I used to go to school with
Figured it out, you loyal
Put these bricks in your house (man, put these bricks in your house)
Feel like I made it with my dick in her mouth
If you don't put in, what you think comin' out? (The fuck?)
If you don't put in, what you think comin' out?
If you don't put in, what you think comin'-
Hate (yeah) when these niggas hate
I share my dinner plate, make sure my niggas ate
They hit his face, I heard they comin' back, can't let 'em penetrate
A bigger bank and pounds of exotic make Mikey spin a dame
Only keep what I'm cool with losin', the rest be in the safe (it's in the safe)
This isn't safe, found your whereabouts, you need to switch your plates
Little brody hit the biggest opp, we had to give him rank (we had to)
Know somebody fresh off doin' 12, I hope he livin' straight (I hope he livin' straight)
Cleared the messy head, messy, yeah, I need a bigger space
I been to the crossroads, crazy, I done lost bros
I done loved the wrong bitch, probably why my heart cold (bitch)
Grew up in the gangland, episode of Narcos (gang, gang)
Rode in the name of the gang, tatted all my lost souls (gang)