(Yea, oh yeah)
(Yea, oh yeah)
I get money don’t care bout my exes
(I get racks)
On the freeway I need me an exit
(I need me a exit)
Ima do this shit till it’s perfected dawg
(Woo)
Need a stick I might go out to texas
(Oh yea)
If I’m shooting, ain’t no nigga contesting
She wanna fuck I told her to text it
(Text it)
Throw him in trunk, told nigga stop testing
(Wha)
X, dollar sign, bitch I’m the best of it
Beat that bitch up she said I’m so elegant
(Yea)
Told her I love her, damn she fell for it
(Ha)
You is a bitch, lil nigga not meant for it
Trynna get rich, lil Nigga I been poor
(I been poor)
Member them cramps when I slept on the damn floor
(Damn floor)
Now all these bitches dance on me like dance floor
I’m in my bag, I ain’t talking bout jansport
My bro load up the clip, I think it’s a gen 4
(Fa fa)
Niggas be soft whatchu cry bout a bitch for?
(Watchu cry boutta bitch for?)
(Woah oh woah, yuh)
Yea, swervin da whip, dis bitch dont got no keys
She want me to love, I want her on her knees
Nigga don’t try me I got a XD
Smoke who want it ? Come and ask me
New color whip, color Ashley
(White)
Skirt off on yo bitch, I throw up the peace
(Yeah)
YSL, pushin P, high as hell, they not like me
Baby bottles full off ..
(Shh)
Bitch my lungs be filled with weed
Woah, I can’t think, I be high
I get zooted
Woah, wit yo bitch. Shawty bad
Make a movie
Yea
Eyes red, bleedin
(Go)
Hit my plug I’m fiendn’
(Go)
Where my drugs I need it
(Go)
Get him gone, deleted
(Go)
Cup red, bleedin
(Go)
Told dat bitch I’m leaving
(Go)
It’s just me, and the demons
(Shhh)
Bitch you know we scheming
Eyes red, bleedin
(Go)
Hit my plug I’m fiendn’
(Go)
Where my drugs I need it
(Go)
Get him gone, deleted
(Go)
Cup red, bleedin
(Go)
Told dat bitch I’m leaving
(Go)
It’s just me, and the demons
(Shhh)
Bitch you know we scheming
I fuck with the gangsters and fuck with the members
Niggas out here do you cold like December
Bitch I’m alone I felt like this forever
He want my bitch set him up and then send her
Avatar wit the blocks, we some real block benders
My niggas scoring dont need no defenders
Shout out my niggas, and shout out the vendors
I got dreams and goals, I’m not a pretender
No sleep I’m talking to my demons yea
(Woah)
No more I don’t got no defense no
(No)
Drowning, feel like I’m in deep end yeah
(Yeah)
Everytime I’m wit yo bitch, yea we go deep in yeah
Yea, shout out my niggas
Yea, shout out my bros
Finna up score
Yea, the way I be running my money up quick, you would think that a young nigga sore
I got the key to success I’m trynna go see if I can go open this door
Yea, I got people who say that they love me, them niggas be lying I’m knowing much more
Yea, bitch I’m really to myself, there ain’t a bitch that I really adore
(There ain’t a bitch)
Yea, swear to god im all in love with the wealth, I make some money then want more
(More)
Yea, next nigga cross me he gettin Xd’ out
I’ll chop his head off wit a sword
Yea, let em know I’m not the one to be played with
Ima lunatic for gore
(Hah)
Eyes red, bleedin
(Go)
Hit my plug I’m fiendn’
(Go)
Where my drugs I need it
(Go)
Get him gone, deleted
(Go)
Cup red, bleedin
(Go)
Told dat bitch I’m leaving
(Go)
It’s just me, and the demons
(Shhh)
Bitch you know we scheming
Eyes red, bleedin
(Go)
Hit my plug I’m fiendn’
(Go)
Where my drugs I need it
(Go)
Get him gone, deleted
(Go)
Cup red, bleedin
(Go)
Told dat bitch I’m leaving
(Go)
It’s just me, and the demons
(Shhh)
Bitch you know we scheming
