Mansion

Oh, aye

We kick her out of the mansion

Ayo (look)

Uh

She keep on nagging a nigga on dumb shit

You gon' get yourself kicked out of the mansion you dumb bitch

Small things like look how many niggas you come with

She uh, she put on her dress and blow trumpets

We uh, kick her out of the mansion to junction

We known to fuck up the city, destruction

My bitch just don't wanna hang and do cute shit

She keep on making up stupid assumptions

I just bought a Cuban but feel likev I got finessed

Her jewelers mixing diamonds, wanna know if I got stretched

My nigga lookin' at life, but can't imagine doing that

His lawyer a hundred thousand, try to come up here wit' half

I still pull up on anywhere with money on my head

I, I be with them golden childs, gold all in they dreads and

I know some bitch niggas with problems they won't address

You see I done lost my nigga ain't no tellin' where he went (went)

I was on the corner eating rice and chicken bones (bones)

I know I could trust that bitch with twenty bands, that she would hold

Screaming, "Wassi" in every song man shit shit will never get old (uh)

Pure cocaine, if it's not it won't get sold

She keep on nagging a nigga on dumb shit

You gon' get yourself kicked out of the mansion you dumb bitch

Small things like look how many niggas you come with

She uh, she put on her dress and blow trumpets

We uh, kick her out of the mansion to junction

We known to fuck up the city, destruction

My bitch just don't wanna hang and do cute shit

She keep on making up stupid assumptions (yeah)

I just bought some work, and that hoe bad, I ain't get kawalled

know her niggas dope ain't pure, they really thinkin' that it's raw (uh)

I was getting the pack all day for my pops (uh)

I was serving that crack cocaine in my mom's house

But they circle the trap all night, merry-go-round

Whatever they do the dark, might come to the light, if they talk about it

Betcha wanna come put up a fight, gotta be grown about it

I could stomp, big racks up in these mics, don't got illegal money

That nigga he got shot up in his eye, he never seen it coming

I never even gave that bitch a bly, I told her beat it honey

Got so many options can't even decide, too many labels on me

Up in the mansion and we livin' life, nigga we made the money

She keep on nagging a nigga on dumb shit

You gon' get yourself kicked out of the mansion you dumb bitch

Small things like look how many niggas you come with

She uh, she put on her dress and blow trumpets

We uh, kick her out of the mansion to junction

We known to fuck up the city, destruction

My bitch just don't wanna hang and do cute shit

She keep on making up stupid assumptions