Letras
(Why would I go and do songs)
(If you really did something to me)
(And really got me in a vulnerable position)
(Why would I wake up and say)
(You know what? Let's settle this)
You don't stand on business, you a clown
Pop out broad day with a nine
My fine shit up in Milan
And she sucked me up so good
You not welcome in the hood
You don't even got no name
They gon' play you
And you a not getting your shit back
You can excuse yourself
Pop out with the Ruger and the k, broad day
Ball out, fade away
Said she hatin' me
But she all on me
But she still stayin
This bitch bogus
R.I.P Lotus
Pop out with Glock and it's loaded
Don't give no fuck about no hater
I'm runnin' up the paper
And she want LilTroBaby
I don't take nun to the internet
But she slavin' me
Yeah, pop out broad day with that k on me
Tell me if I get locked up today
Will you wait for me?
Truthfully I wanna fuck on K.J
But I don't want no relations
I don't even know that hoe
No, I can't give up that lo
Do I look like I'm a goofy
Bitch, pack your bags and then go
Bitch, you need to shut up with your mouth
Bitch, you know I'm smokin' loud
This that Sauerkraut
Yeah, I'm ballin' crazy
I done lost my Katie
And I fucked it up for her too (I'm so)
I'm so sorry
(I-m so) Sorry
You don't stand on business, you a clown
Pop out broad day with a nine
My fine shit up in Milan
And she sucked me up so good
You not welcome in the hood
You don't even got no name
They gon' play you
And you a not getting your shit back
You can excuse yourself
Pop out with the Ruger and the k, broad day