W2TG

Say you wanna be my bitch, okay, I'll take you to the bank

I'm a nature type nigga, take my bitches to the lake

Knock some Blade Runners, take them bitches to L.A

I'm a Mack, not a pimp, bein' honest with the game

She don't want a take direction, bein' childish with a lame

AR with a long barrel, pretty sure this bitch got range

Look up in her eyes, I can tell this bitch got pain

Came back from a date, I can tell this bitch got pain

I got a older one, a younger one, and one, that's my age

I know you told them somethin, they put me in that room and said your name

They said you knew me, went to school with me, and met me back at Grange

He was a tough guy, then met the wrong nigga, now he slain

I done fucked around and loved the wrong bitch, and now I'm drained

Welcome to the gang

Pop out with a lil' Uzi, she gone think my love is rage

Last time I seen bro was middle school, he in a cage

Ima put her on a date before I take her on a date

I had hoes since gas pedal, nigga, we was slappin' sage

Rollin' joints out Bible paper bro like pull another page

We ain't even tote metal, I had bitches twice my age

Wasn't there rollin' spliffs, droppin' sevens for an eighth

Four niggas droppin' sevens, now it's woodies to the face

Better get up off your ass, you ain't even got no place

All your hoes below seven, you ain't even got no taste

I'm eat like Last Supper, I ain't even say no grace

Woke up, feelin' under, eat a shroom to save the day

Niggas say they bout to bag, well, I'm bout a briefcase

I got these new Balance boots, they ain't dropped in decades

When I jump out that coupe, I'm act like I changed

Know how the story go

Only thing changed was my wardrobe

I don't fuck with poor hoes, or support those

I keep a Marc Jacob bitch in a chokehold

Before I fake a bitch, I'm snake a bitch

If the bitch up for grabs, then I'm take a bitch

Came home with three bags, I had to shake the bitch

Post at least three ads before I break the bitch