Letras
Yeah, I'm in this bitch and I'm recording with my nigga Ace
She fuck with me cause I get pape and put her in her place
Don't fuck with niggas cause they chim, I get them on my face
I ain't flirting with your bitch, I text her on my way
I told the bitch bust it open, fuck the lingerie
Black nigga, fat pocket like Curtis Payne
Bitch, you can get a eighth, not the time of day
She ain't seen me in some years, she say I changed
Bitch, I ain't getting money just to say the same
If you give me all your money, I'll take the blame
Why you blowing up my phone, bitch, that ain't your lane
Them niggas sent you to the store, that is not your game
Nigga, you's a middleman, that was not your play
Ask me about his bitch, but I'm not gonna say
And I don't got a mill yet, I'm not okay
In your bag straight, bitch thinking she got skimped cause it's hardball
I left my bitch at the house with the alarm on
And you ain't cut the grass low you had a guard on
Bitch talking about some money, got a hard on
In this LVO, back I'm so far gone
I don't know why she think I'm finna call a car, she finna walk home
I don't know why this bitch acting like she smart, I gotta talk slow
I don't know why these niggas pillow talk to hoes, they need a talk show
He survived a Swiss cheese, but I still made him park low
Can't drive that motherfucker no more
I got all these racks on, niggas hate to love it
I always keep the Glock with me like my favorite cousin
For the last fucking time, bitch, I don't scam
Tried the chop at the Marsh and it don't jam
He might touch a lot of money, but got no plan
This bitch ate the dick up, I got it on cam
All she wanna do is fuck, bitch, I'm a grown man
Bitch, asked to wear my chain, use a whole fan
No matter what whip I'm in, I got it tinted up
I ain't on public transport but my pennant bus
He want to be like AB
Get your figures up