Letras
Try some, Want some, Get some, Got some
She ain't got no manners or customs
She went qway for the nyash she's custom
That nyash can't get thru customs
I seen badder man, you are not one
Man's on it for the ps and what not
Can't think of a day that you're not hot
She don't say WhatsApp, my girl use whatsup
Bad one wanna know who my raps is about, like cmon
I can't be the only man of ya house, that's selfish
Why you think I'm bringing in rapid amounts, it's helping
What you know bout seafood boil, she got the gloves tryna get cracked like shellfish
It's all black girls on my lineup, I can't even call it greed, I'm selfish
And my high self-esteem, ain't helping
Old tings calling my line bout their new works, like "he's struggling man please help him"
How can you blame me? I'm so lit, I'm fumbling girls on purpose
And she still look at man at the end of the night, like "you know what natty you earned it" (swear)
That's sweet
After one of the young boys pocketed ps
I was on the line with 5 dumb students tryna show them how to flip their SFE
Don't start looking like woe is me
Catch man at the usual spot, he didn't say much but the look on his face shouted "woah it's ME",
Memba when I was first tryna weigh that ting, LOOOL
My name carry more weight than them nowadays, im shocked that they worth like 0 MGs
All these holiday pics I got no MBs
When you win this much, how else can I feel but like I got no enemies
Amd my ex black like a Kodak, when I see a cam I can't even roll in peace
A dell laptop, now my niggas shoot on a mac, studio shoot, we rolling deep
Don't shout man bout who's in the back, with that washed tech you got
YOU can't touch none of the gyal who roll with me
Mans talking bout hours and hours, tryna make my money longer, that's rain or sleet
No lay, no sleep
To the scene and my peers, when I rise two fingers, no I did not come in peace
The concierge says come in please
Only when her toes is painted white, then I can say, you know what?
Yea, yea, man taste defeat
Try some, Want some, Get some, Got some
She ain't got no manners or customs
She went qway for the nyash she's custom