Letras
Yeah, I got drip for the new season, bitch, I know you see this
I cop shit that I don't need it, at war with all my demons
Roll that backwood bitch I'm chiefin', that russian creme so sweet
I cop drip from straight out Neiman's, bitch, I'm slidin' with my heathans
Used to watch the Cartoon Network Now I watch bro bag that zip
Bitch, we slidin' with them ninas, he talk down then he get dipped
And this bitch drank all my semen, see that shit on the bitch' lips
And this ain't no damn twitch streamin' bitch, we'll really get you clipped
I had bags inside my whip
I see twelve, then bitch, I dip
I was tryna run up that check but can't get caught up with that shit
With the mob, show your respect cause we with boses and I'm VIP
Played your cards, showed your true colors now I know how this bitch get
It get cold when you alone and ain't nobody here to feel you
It get dark up in my thoughts when ain't nobody tryna hear em
Out the picture you'll get cropped If you ain't fitting the damn image
We keep Glocks, but I still box If you want hands, lil' bitch, come get em
When I cashed on my first band I took that shit and I just spread it
She tryna argue with your boy I ain't got time, lil' bitch, just dead it
Got my hustle on my own, bitch I ain't grow up with no daddy
I smoke trees and I count funds I love grass and I love lettuce
Yeah, I got drip for the new season, bitch, I know you see this
I cop shit that I don't need it, at war with all my demons
Roll that backwood bitch I'm chiefin', that russian creme so sweet
I cop drip from straight out Neiman's