Seasons

Yeah, yeah,

Yeah, yeah

Brand new bitch she got a body

I'm with gang yeah the motherfuckin possy no

Playing bitches like Atari

You ain't really my type but you can top me hoe And she said she heard about me

I know you ain't heard shit but that i'm counting dough

And this bitch she really want me

I might have to go head and let her give the throat

I count cash where the money at?

She see all this new drip now she coming back

Now if they want a feature I fucking tax

Skipping class they like "where the fuck Oli at?"

And I love this lil bitch she be fucking back

Can't see shit with my dreads, where my fucking hat?

You ain't counting no cash we can't interact

You ain't getting no pape we ain't into that

Turn the lights off i'm way too cold

I'm a Stunna lil bitch too cold

And my bro he made Way Too Kold

Different swagga might wear two coats

Pass the bitch, I don't want that hoe

Getting high I blow real deal smoke

I ain't with all them lame ass jokes

Counting money bitch know what I'm on

Yeah, bitch you know what i'm on

Yeah, bitch you know what i'm on

Yeah, bitch you know what i'm on

Yeah, bitch you know what i'm on

New drip came overseas

I see the bitch want me

All black lil bitch you see it

Take drugs and face my demons

Fuck hoes, she leave im skeetin

Trackhawks, Redeyes, and Demons

Fucked her, the bitch she seen it

No heart lil bitch i'm-