Yeah, they sleepin´ on the kid but I´m unbothered (Trauma Tone) Last month I turned down five label offers Then lil´ mama hit my blunt and she got nauseous I´m a business man, step into my office He tired of his girlfriend speakin´ ´bout me, he switched the topic They feelin´ my snippets on IG Big yellow gold AP look like pee My bitch from India, no Arie I´m droppin´ quality music like Pee We fuckin´ all inside my car now she done came all on my seat These funny lookin´ Margielas feelin´ comfortable on my feet All the blogs say your shit ride but in the street we know it´s weak I like my bitch pussy sloppy wet but I like my hundreds all neat
I´m kinda drained ´cause a nigga been lookin´ at these pounds and weighing up all week Ain´t on no court but you know I´ma hit the mall and ball like Joel Embiid All these chains around my neck just like a slave except I´m free Heard she charge you for the pussy, damn, she let me hit it free You think that being a slimeball cool, I don´t, I guess we don´t agree You niggas already lost, you niggas might as well take a knee I keep them shooters with me and you know they aim shit Lil´ mama seen a nigga in person and almost fainted My Air Forces clean, you know they custom painted I swear these broke niggas be speaking another language
I trap so hard just like I´m Drink God, all these bottles of sour and paint Avoiding these cars, I ain´t usin´ my Wayz app Nigga better bring my money like ASAP Nigga, my wrist be rocky like A$AP I was on the block every night like Suge Bass guitar like I knew I could Now I got bad bitches treating me good Gotta make sure I´m goin´ hard on all these verses Gotta upgrade all my straps ´cause niggas lurkin´ I can´t leave it in the car, I got it on person Got your bitch shotgun in the foreign and we swervin´
[Guap Tarantino] I hit that bitch one time, you know she ain´t a virgin
I hit the club, yeah, you know they let them birds in (Let´s go) Niggas tryna ride the wave but bitch, we surfin´ And niggas talkin´ on the ´Gram gon´ get ´em in person I pop them Percs, yeah, that´s my meds, it got me nauseous I keep the stick, I got that tint, you better keep cautious If you not talkin´ ´bout no check, I´m tired of talking I got this water ´round my neck but not a dolphin These niggas so shady, boy, you gotta pay me or we gonna give you heat You goin´ so crazy on the daily, I made sixty in a week Oh, that´s your baby? She a nympho, she be fuckin´ up my sheets
I passed that thot ho to my kinfolk, yeah, these bitches is some freaks Makin´ that wrist skrrt ´til your wrist hurt, you gon´ remix up a key You goin´ berserk in that new vert, doin´ a hundred down the street Put you on a t-shirt, hell, you can get hurt if you play with FBG Nigga put in work, rich, came from the dirt, we was servin´ A to Z It´s lot of money on the East Side, yeah, they know who run the city Every state, I get a new vibe, fuck a bitch because she pretty And in the streets better keep your shoes tied ´cause these niggas really gritty Feel like every week we be like, "Who that man was having to the city?"
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