Storm

Nooo!

Nooo!

I learned some lessons when I went through that storm

Cut off everybody must be real to get along

Fvckd around these btchs then I pick who I want

Took her to the crib she wan do it to my song

I got niqqas mostly ones wet de watch my back

Pop up in the club once in a while that sht go packed

Too many favors I gave em sht they never had

I'll be counting stacks quietly no need to brag

Nooooooo

I'll be counting stacks quietly no need to brag

Nooooooo

Smokin on the skank I can feel it in my lungs

Cut my btchs off had to choose who I want

Pucci, Prada, Rickies had you lookin' like a star

Found out you was hatin almost had you as my own

Relapse on drank couldn't pick up my calls

Paid my homage still wish I kicked it with my pops

Poppin on molly can't kick the cup

I need my drugs

Thought you was with me but you were hatin from the start

Lifestyle busy I'm in a mansion with the bros

Room full of peace surround myself I'm with the bosses

Steady we winning never forget about the losses

Cut niqqas off I just know that they don't need me now

Pourin up drank my heart colder than the season huh!

Eyes still red feelin' pain but I ain't bleedin' nuh!

I'm tryna ballll that's why I'm counting stacks

No need to brag

I learned some lessons when I went through that storm

Cut off everybody must be real to get along

Fvckd around these btchs then I pick who I want

Took her to the crib she wan do it to my song

I got niqqas mostly ones wet de watch my back

Pop up in the club once in a while that sht go packed

Too many favors I gave em sht they never had

I'll be counting stacks quietly no need to brag

Nooooooo

I'll be counting stacks quietly no need to brag

Nooooooo