[Verse: DaBoii]
What the fuck is lacking, brodie he’ll keep a thang or two
Pulling up, then bitches hopping on is like some kangaroos
Brother he got bitches LOL I had to bang a few
She ask how many hoes I played I told her I can name a few
You think ima mess with you but do that make some sense to you?
Hold up bitch the gang calling, promise I will get to you
Told me that I’m losing her and say that I got shit confused
But I’m a winner baby, told her ass I ain’t got shit to lose
I ain’t got a heart like where my feelings go?
Glaciers I ain’t fucking with I swear I am not feeling those
When she get to choosing from the back boy I be killing those
Called her on her emotions oh my God I cannot deal with those
Why these hoes be lying, tell the n***a keep it real with me
Pillow talking, never, tell me something and it sit with me
You pay a fee to get him gone, my n***as, they will kill for free
Get the neck and body checked so no you cannot chill with me
Made it to the top, while your bitch, she be topping me
My n***as flocking first cause they won’t let a n***a flock on me
Louies talking to me when I’m walking like you copied me
My diamonds going crazy like I do not have a clock with me
Nothing given, gotta hustle, let you have them shots for free
MJ in the finals, goofy n***as ain’t no stopping me
Diamonds holding down my ear, feel like a bitch is socking me
Get what I want, then pass her ass, she text me while you blocking me
Nappy head n***a, I talk a lotta nonsense
Don’t care about shit, any fucks, I will not give
If the shit ain’t dark on everything, I will not send
Try to rob me, on everything, I will not strip
You the type of n***a sneaky talk, and be lame about it
I’m the type to pull up on your block, ain’t no way around it
You the type to get your bitch fucked, and complain about it
I’m the type to fuck a n***a bitch and get some change up out it
You the type of n***a that be falling in love
I’m the type to go on hypes and be finessing the plug
You the type to hit the loud and cough up your lungs
Only smoke I ever touched the one that come out my gun
A couple n***as fade away, call them jump shots
Stupid bitch give me head, call that dumb top
Off the loud, I can’t breathe like my lungs shot
Sneak diss on the gang, you hear gunshots
Saying that’s your bitch, she got hit, boy her mouth bad
SOB the family, we made that shit a while back
Diamonds wet, fuck a river, n***as want the Nile back
N***as said they plotting on us, still ain’t reach they climax
Strip club, got Lil George with me and he curious
My n***as on Promethazine, your n***as sipping beer and shit
I ain’t never scared, born pressure, I ain’t fearing shit
N***as do that sneaky talk, bummy I ain’t hearing it
Fuck your 9 to 5, uniforms, I ain’t wearing it
I’m racing to the money, I got wheels, you ain’t steering shit
You love the bitch, I dogged her hoe, and watched her shed a tear and see
My bitch, she a walking bank, so watch me disappear in it
A bitch, I’m never chasing her, and you can ask my Uncle P
Cartis tinted hella dark, can someone get them off of me?
N***as pillow talking, I just laugh cause n***as soft to me
You try to flip your cash and I’m that guy so come and talk to me
Racing to the money, fuck waiting, this a track meet
Bitches hop from bro to bro, these bitches really athletes
You cuddle with the bitch, but ima fuck her in the back seat
Drop the bitch off, with my Timbs and a black tee
I been stacking up, I ain’t worried bout no new clothes
Money in my denims got me looking like a sumo
Big n***a chasing money, lil n***as chasing new hoes
How much you spent up on your fit, I’m laughing n***a, who knows
All I chase is benjis, I ain’t worried bout a female
Ima hit her once then ima send her like an email
Smell like a skunk when I go by, them hoes be like he smell
I get it for the juug, you n***as cashing out for retail
I be tucked off, only see me on IG
Played the bitch, off to her sister, got her screaming “why me”
Never cheat on money so dismiss me with that wifey
Bitch asked if I’m rolling, I reply bitch I might be