recorded in wrong bpm lol

(Uh, hold up, I got the pistol tuck)

(This choppa gon' eat you up)

I ain't eat in 24 hours, but it's alright (yes we up)

She keeps the pistol in her Louis bag, I might have to wife her up

But I feel like she will slime me out

I wear cartier lens

My lil' bitch a model, your bitch look like crimson chin

I wear cartier lens

I might buy the Santos, just to match the drip too

I done spent a lot of money on some fuckin' chains

I done spend a lot of money on this fuckin' fashion

My brother say he wanna go Richard Millie, have 'em

What I'm smelling like huh, bitch you gotta guess it

I ain't never givin' out my secrets feelin' ratchet

I got a new chain, yeah, it's blitzin, got a cross on it

Made that lil' boy disappear

Shoutout Slattydon

I just be speakin' my truth

(Last time, this hoe promised me something, she was straight lyin' to my face)

Bitch, get out the way

I don't wanna talk to you

You should really mind your business

It'd be better for your health (It'd be better for your health)

I ain't eat in 24 hours, but it's alright (yes we up)

She keeps the pistol in her Louis bag, I might have to wife her up

But I feel like she will slime me out

I wear cartier lens

My lil' bitch a model, your bitch look like crimson chin

I wear cartier lens

I might buy the Santos, just to match the drip too

I done spent a lot of money on some fuckin' chains

I don't spend a lot of money on this fuckin' fashion

My brother say he wanna go Richard Millie, have 'em

What I'm smelling like huh, bitch you gotta guess it

I ain't never givin' out my secrets feelin' ratchet

I got a new chain, yeah, it's blitzin, got a cross on it

Made that lil' boy disappear

Shoutout Slattydon

I just be speakin' my truth

(Last time, this hoe promised me something, she was straight lyin' to my face)

Bitch, get out the way

I don't wanna talk to you