[Verse]
She came to fuck, it's picture perfect
Different person when she textin', guess her heart was hurtin'
She need attention, I'm guessin' I didn't get the message
She told me, "Bae, I know you miss me, why you still pretendin'?"
Louis loafers and Fendi and different colors matchin'
She leave her house like she winnin' a fuckin' beauty pageant
And when she older, she told me she wanted to be an actress
Keep that spray in that condo in case a n***a actin'
She got some issues, she told me her daddy beat her 50
And she tried to do strippin', but I guess it wasn't fittin'
Now she fucks with these fuckers, she just want the dollar bills
Fuck it, when this shit is real, bitch, you'll know it's real
Yeah, another call from that state attorney
Another day inside a court like it's a fuckin' journey
Damn, call Diamond, Downy and Guapo
20 and that Henny in case a n***a could Chapo
They like Similac and milk in that baby bottle
Bumpin' that Metro Boomin say, "Fuck it, just let the shots roll"
Fuck it, just let the shots roll
Momma wouldn't 'nderstand that her baby goin' to jail
Momma always wanted her baby goin' to Yale
.40 in that fanny, she aimin' straight for ya tail
She ain't need a tutor for payin' the baby bail
Yeah, why you sellin' the MacBook?
Better tuck his chain if the n***a don't want his neck took
There for all my n***as who chillin', and have my back, bruh
Sittin' with that fanny, just waitin' for you to act up
Fuck it, just let the shots roll
Tired of these bitches, a n***a do want the top though
Catch a n***a slippin', a n***a ain't e'en mop though
N***a talkin' funny, said, "Fuck it," just left his jaw broke
Case it, like Law & Order
Tell a n***a like me, "Don't ever fuck with my daughter"
Nino on the Yacht-y, the other bitty my side-y
Homie fuck the rappin', we pullin' up with the shotty
Yeah, ayy, like Rakim, Biggie, and Pac did
Tell you what that Nina with Rio, Bria in Bel-Air
Always miss my uncle, a gamble just like casinos
Lately I been chillin', I hit up my n***a Chino (Actually)
Fuck it, just let the shots roll
Lookin' like Khalifa and Yeezy mixed with a Pac, oh
"Who your favorite artist?", I told these n***as, "I don't know"
Bitch, you love my music, so where the pussy and guapo?
[Outro]
Could it be the way that I will catch up
(Don't you even know? My heart'll act up)
Could it be the way that I will catch up
(Don't you lead the way, my heart'll ac—)
Could it be the way that I will catch up
(Don't you n***as know? My heart'll act up)
Could it be the way that I will catch up
(Don't you know the way? My heart'll—)
Could it be the way that I—