Letras
I can't be fucked up over no nigga
Hell nah
That ain't on my list
Please don't call me
When you bored
Cause I ain't your bitch
Shawty a crash out
Over some dick
I'm in the lab
And I'm tryna get rich
We making hits
We ain't taking no pics
We on the strip
Lighting j's in the whip
Bitch I'm a loner
Like who want the smoke
I'ma stoner
I bet you I do what I wanna
Okay
How they be staying in drama
And thinking I wanna be round him
No way
No way
Okay
I'm in the stew
And say filling my cup up
Turn my ringer down low
We about to get fucked up
Like yeah
Oh let's do it
Yes
I make music
Bitch
Listen to it
Yeah
I don't follow
I influence
Your nigga follow me
Because he like how I be moving
Like yeah
He checking who
Bitch I'm the check
I said it once
Ain't tryna text
I want it all
And nothing less
Like like like yeah
I'm tryna vibe
He tryna flex
We tryna ball
Ain't tryna stress
I want it all
Bitch where the rest?
Like like like yeah
Don't need a stepper
I'm steppin
He asked for a minute
I gave him a second
He saying no pressure
It feel like he pressing
This nigga a liar
That shit is depressing
Ain't never been shit
Nigga what is the lesson?
Okay
He say I'm blocking my blessings
Aint getting no play