Got That

My bitch said all I care about is money she got laughed at

Cousin said I'm a jailbird, okay you got that

But don't call me when it's funk, where your strap at?

My first gun was a deuce five, a lil' pat pat

She want her money back but still called, guess she half mad

At this point I do the shit for y'all, these niggas can't rap

High price, honey in my tea look like tree sap

Herbs in my grease, I don't even do the beeswax

I like salmon, bitch, try to make pasta, I don't eat that

Did a hundred just to go and buy a chop, I can't speed back

I'm done smokin', I could throw a lil' extra in that weed

My big cousin still owe me, finna tell him he can keep that

My uncle told me, don't you ever give what you need back

And it don't count when them niggas slid, cause they got grabbed

If I could, I'd put the gun down and just pop tags

All they had for me was animosity, lij shot that

I sneaked this one of my niggas in the song, he said I caught that

I don't steal, anything you see me with, you know I bought that

She like me, cause I'm telling her the truth with my dog ass

But bitch, let me find out and Ima fall back

I have a hard time finding me a hoe, cause I need all that

This bitch wanna make deals, I don't call back

This where we getting everything off, this the launch pad

Let my bitch take the Glock to the store like a hall pass

And she'll pop one of you niggas she was taught that

And I don't got no complex I'm a tall man

Nigga stressed out cut his dreads off now he bald head

You wonder why the bitch broke you let her call in

You wouldn't hold me down but you hold me up and be a paul bearer

Smartest nigga that I know lost his mind he ain't all there

I told her give me head on her period she said it's not fair

And I do not care

My bitch said all I care about is money she got laughed at

Nigga hit me out the blue for the shrooms yeah I got that

Hit me out the blue for the blues yeah I got that

I know everybody on fet now but I got black

Pulling up on Fred off 12 cause he got packs

You know I'm Muslim when I pull up in your city where the mosque at

When I fall, bitch, pick me up, treat me like a bra strap

My hype want pipe for the night, yeah, I got that

Brother need shells for the fire, yeah, I got that

Wanna talk if I got time, yeah, I got that

Yeah, I got that