games

Yuh yuh Yuh yuh

Yo Bih

Fuck

Yo Bih

Suck

Rocket tucked, pockets stuffed

Ain't playin' with you at all

I won't even pass you the ball

They hatin' how we stand tall

I know they wanted me to fall

I sling that rock I don't need yall, I had Yo baby mama call

She hit me up jus for that za

I ain't charge her nada

I told my mom I want the Bentley

And I ain't tryna be offending

I learned my lesson, I had less and

I'm still just tryna count my blessings

That bih worried what I'm spending

Bih, why you lookin' bent

She trippin, might be off fent

Hoe I give you my two cents

No, they cannot lock us in

My boy jump over that fence

I ain't sittin' on no bench

They gon' have to sub me in