Letras
Can't find the beat and shit, cause who the fuck is redda I'm in a song wars vs myself, but I'm gon' make it better
This bad bitch know she broke my heart, thought we would last forever I live a double life, my pops mad cause I didn't tell him
My momma kicked me out, smoked in the crib, you know she smelled it And I can't hang with niggas cause They rats them boys be tellin
Like free my pops like what he do, he need to get from jail
He tried to run up with that beam, but he ain't make it there
We all in public, she tryna fuck
Like I'ma take you where?
I fucked a this bitch grip on the wall, bitch, I feel like a bear
Bitch, yeah, I'm rich, shop in the mall, them niggas finna stare
This bitch, she tried to leave, I let her go cause I don't care
They let me get a chance, like what the fuck?, y'all niggas messed up
Like brand new Glock with hollow tips, who finna be the tester?
Told Bro, we go to four, man, you get one, I get the rest of em
Yeah, 308s x 968, lil Cari he the best one
I know you strong as shit, don't try to fight cause we got big guns I'm off this perk, you know it hurt like goddamn bruh I'm sick off em
My ex, she got a new man, what the fuck?, you did your big one?
Yeah, brand new Glock came with the switch, he don't even know what hit him