Letras
Baby, can't you hear my call?
Is it loud enough?
I don't want to, I don't want to fall
You know I need you, I can't do it on my own
Uh
Every day some new shit
Beefin' with my bitch right now, but life's still lit
Ridin' down the strip, half a million dollar whip
Five M's for the kit, for ice like this
Everything I wanted to hit, I scratched them off the list
Ask about me, word around the town, I'm a pimp
Ho won't get my heart, I'm puttin' you down, I'm not a simp
Big OG, I'm him
Park the 'Bach, the Lamb', and then go GLE, I'm trim
Catch a nigga, and blam, Drench Gang, we ain't nothin' like them
Only nigga you know that rap, come through the Raq, no tint
Hustlin', got them racks back, remember my pockets was stacked with lint
All blue hunnids look like flapjacks, now it's a duffel in my knapsack
I don't bap, go check my track record, nigga shot at us, we clapped back
At eighteen, I was a seven-figure nigga after tax
I spent a ticket on both the bitches I wifed, and that was facts
On Twitter, don't believe the hype, I put my life on wax
I made a backend, blew that shit the same night at Saks
I wake up and go get that cake, I ain't the type relax
Me, Dank, Rell, split a lick three ways to get a brick of crack
The Glock hit what's-his-name like a freight train, his brains was on the tracks
Don't play no games, mention my name, we caught him the same day, on Max
Betta not listen to what them fans sayin' on them damn apps
I ain't snitchin' on my man's, nigga, fuck a fed' tap
Soon as we hop out that van, that's a fuckin' head tap
And I'm GDK, EBK, MBG, NLMB krazy
Give me a switch and get like NCAA, nigga, I'll blitz
Nigga's bitches, I don't appreciate it, bust his switch, act like he crazy
Sent the hit, I'm mad 'cause he made me, I was gettin' high at the Ritz
10K for the fit, I'm too wavy, twenty-nine, I'm rich with three babies
Pinky ring, the wrist cost three-eighty, really made it, I'm the shit
Investigations, yes, I evaded