[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
(Clayco on the beat)
Oh yeah, yeah
Lonely, Lonely
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Lonely, Lonely
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Chorus]
I'm in this bit and I'm lit with my n***as
Top floor, bitch, I'm posted with the killers
Mob shit, n***a, something like Goodfellas
And I pop this shit, n***a, any place, wherever
And I know these bird bitches flock together
And this clip long like a TV special
And my money long, yes, I'm having extras
Thеy can't fuck with lil' Lone 'cause he don't do thе extras, nah

[Verse]
Bad bitch, she sexy, dawg
Yeah, and ain't no way I'm stressing, nah
And these n***as broke, not stressing y'all
And this shit exclusive, it's not in the mall, n***a
And I feel like my only purpose is to ball, n***a
I was down bad, no, they wouldn't call a n***a
Now I'm going up so they tryna call a n***a
Yeah, I was skipping school, didn't have a locker
We still screaming "Free my dawg" straight out the lock up
I hate when my thumb lock up when I count up
I hit a bad bitch right on the counter
I heard he popping shit so we might drop him
And I'm gon' make a flip, no, I'm not a flopper
And I'm feel on your bitch, n***a, like a doctor
Damn, I got too many hoes, I gotta problem
[Chorus]
I'm in this bit and I'm lit with my n***as
Top floor, bitch, I'm posted with the killers
Mob shit, n***a, something like Goodfellas
And I pop this shit, n***a, any place, wherever
And I know these bird bitches flock together
And this clip long like a TV special
And my money long, yes, I'm having extras
They can't fuck with lil' Lone 'cause he don't do the extras, nah

[Outro]
(The extras, nah)
(Whatever, dawg)
I make a flip but I'm not a flopper
Yeah, oh yeah
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