It ainĀ“t my fault you broke But itĀ“s prolly my fault ya bitch telling you no Do she think she my bitch prolly I donĀ“t even know Lil bitch for everybody she done turned to a hoe bitch
Like Gucci bitch swing my doe If they got them for the high ima sell the for the low They was barely gettin by tricking off on them hoes I was bossed up in the cut checking roll
Serving that pack give and go 1st 48 wipe his nose Busted a few heads up the road I got some quality lows
Exotic pack go for the 4 I gotta keep me a pole Use to heat up the crib with the stove Me & Wop use to sleep on the floor Early morning up trafficking zones
Selling kds off the phone My mama knew what I was on I had to get us some dough Cuz all my damn life I was broke They sent shots but yeah we up the score
Reup ever week at the store Work my wrist turnt a two to a four Pull up real fast like Batman man nigga Yung got on two watches they like that man ignorant
Pull up in a demon but my shoes they some Christians Amiri my jeans this ainĀ“t h&m denim Pulling up deep like we came in a sprinter
See u in traffic send shots at yo window And IĀ“m owning these cars IĀ“m too old for a rental I triple the boxes thatĀ“s just how I send them Bout 8 to 10 cases be gone in a jiffy I widing the body
Gwag with the lift kit Limo the tint so my dick she gone kiss it Couple shots of tequila got her finna risk it But she canĀ“t resist cuz my neck n my wrist lit
Youngest lil nigga thatĀ“s popping that big shit Niggas to old to be hating how i kick it Niggas still be going out bad bout these bitch It ainĀ“t my fault you broke
But its prolly my fault ya bitch telling you no
Do she think she my bitch prolly I donĀ“t even know Lil bitch for everybody she done turned to a hoe bitch Like Gucci bitch swing my doe
If they got them for the high ima sell the for the low They was barely gettin by tricking off on them hoes I was bossed up in the cut checking roll Rocking Louie feel like Gucci when I swang my door aye
AinĀ“t did no shows But IĀ“m in a Rolls and IĀ“m rocking rose gold Gang we still havin lows and exotic bows We gone sell them hoes whole
None but a hundred pack if it ainĀ“t that get ya money back Sike fuck nigga I know you loving that All sales final aye IĀ“m vintage like Vinyl aye aye
IĀ“m rich call me Lionel He tried to run from the FN them bitches went right through his spinal I donĀ“t be feeling entitled but all of my whips got a title
And I donĀ“t fake kick it with niggas so I make it clear I donĀ“t like you
Big GHerbo twelves on the whips no turbo I donĀ“t know if Cali gone work though
All winter tryna where fur coats aye aye IĀ“m rocking drip out of Bergdorf
IĀ“m on the block with my shirt off Hop in a Lamb and skirt off AinĀ“t shit I spam or murk off IĀ“m getting too rich for this life
Homie a bitch he wouldnĀ“t meant for this life Sometimes I almost get sick of this life But it IĀ“m trippin IĀ“m living alive Niggas be hating they living with strife
Youngin too savage they living it trife Pistol ainĀ“t near me get hit with these knife Breathe and he twitch and get hit with it twice 1st 48 wipe his nose
Busted a few heads up the road I got sum quality lows Exotic pack go for the 4 Use to heat up the crib with the stove