[Intro]
B-b-b-Baby
ZaySkillz
Hey Wesley
[Verse]
I know I got hella money, but that don't mean that you call me every time you broke
I laugh at these n***a, they funny, I walk in the crib with a hunnid thousand dollar coat
That n***a laughing but it ain't a joke
I left the party, they ain't had no coke
She give me throat she a mufuckin' goat (Ha)
Mad at this bitch 'cause she likin' my posts (Ha)
She want a Birkin bag I told her, "No"
She give me brain and she takin' my soul
I'ma just fuck and I don't got a wallet (Don't got a wallet)
He say he want a free feat', he wildin' (Ha)
You don't get bands boy, you better be tryin'
I cut that bitch off 'cause she always cry
Look at my wrist then you finna go blind (Huh, yeah)
I got a Rollie, it don't tell the time
I feel like Yeat, finna hop in a Tonka
She call me up then I fuck on her mama
I can't fee that bitch, I ain't talkin' Obama (Boom)
You flexin' that bitch but she look like a llama
Run in his home and I give that boy trauma
I'm fuckin' that bih', now she in her pajamas
Play wit' the gang, man, you know that it's over (You know that it's over)
I walk around wit' the K on my shoulder
I got the bullet, it give him a coma
He-He sent the drop, he done got a lil' bolder
Look at my pockets, they fat like a boulder (Gang)
Play any bitch you get folded like folder
Play with my family, you dead that's on foenem
N***as they mad at me, thinkin' I owe 'em
Snakes in this grass, man, you know that I'm on (Blatt)
That bitch a liar, so you know that I cut her
Slide in your bitch like I'm makin' some butter (Blah)
Pull up on yo' bitch and you know I'ma fuck her
I keep that bag on me like I'm a ladder
I do not fuck wit' these rap n***as, honestly
He think he better, I told him he comedy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I do not fuck with the law or the policy
I need a bad bih' that come with some qualities
T-T-They wanna sign me, then I need some quantity
She got that brain, yeah, she know that psychology
Babygirl want me to cuff her like, possibly
I'm going up, n***a, how is it possible?
He said that he got more money, impossible
He in my way, man I swear they be obstacles
That n***a lackin', I see through the optical
They be like, "That n***a Wes is unstoppable" (Ha)
They be like, "That n***a Wes so comical"
They be like, "That n***a Wes go full throttle"
My n***a dying off lean and the bottle
Don't be surprised if I cuff me a model
She gave me brain in the back, yeah she gobble (Eugh)
N***a run up and get hit wit' the hollow
She wanna fuck but I told her tomorrow
Got a white ho and she call me a nigger (Nigger)
He got the pistol but won't pull the trigger
I fuck a slut I won't take her to dinner
That bitch won't catch me, I turn off my ringer
My bitch, she bad as fuck but I won't hit her
Bitch I be lucid but no [?]
I put the Rollie on me and my wrist hurt
You better fuck on that thot, boy don't kiss her
