[INTRO]
Like where the fuck is my work huh?
I'm in the club and im getting toured up
Man I really hate (?) for us
And I started getting topped on the tour bus
More guns, more bodies, even more fun
Like every time I hit the top I just get more up
Think I'll motherfucking die of this boredom
You gotta move in silence, you can't warn them
When you hear the sirens, you ignore them
I'm a fucking (?) it's my kingdom
If you got some guns, bitch you better bring them


Said that you getting hoes, but im getting more
I can't love you, my more
Make them bodies hit the floor
Like I just bought out the whole store
I pull up im drippin' and (rollin'?) in socks
I got Gucci on me (?) on my socks
And I ain't finna leave until shawty get tough
No I don't want the fame I do it for my momma
I'll go threw all this paper I don't know what is wrong
And I did what I did I ain't (?)
And this chopper is singing like (?)
I just picked up the pistol, got it from Keon
All your raps are (?) you are (?)
Shawty I'm sorry im leading you off
I do all this verse she gon' love me
Bitch I look like a lick with this money
But you can't take it from me
Shit isn't sweet man, shit isn't funny
And I'm going dummy
Fendi my wallet, got letters they (?)
I'm addicted to winnin' and spinnin' I been gettin' richer I been gettin' money
Told my momma, I did it, im grippin' the smitty its finna put holes in his tummy
I'm so drugged up, drugged up, drugged up, drugged up
Waiting, waiting, waiting to come home
Please, save me, save me, save me momma, save
I did this (?) I'ma never need (?)
Reflection of my world, she worried bout my health
I'll kiss but I won't tell
Straight out of this hell
(?) fell

Baby I am yours
Pop out to New York
I've been moving weight like I'ts a motherfucking anchor
I know you're not sure
Couldn't ask for more
Pop out in LA I'm doing these drugs Im climbin' I shoot out the (4?)
Now that I'm up I got (?) nothing in this world I can't afford
She ain't used to the money all the (?) things (?)
I buy that bitch (?) DIOR
If I'm gon' ball then I score
Like where the fuck is my work huh?
I'm in the club and I'm getting toured up
Man I really hate (?) for us
And I started getting topped on the tour bus
More guns, more bodies, even more fun
Like every time I hit the top I just get more up
Think I'll motherfucking die of this boredom
You gotta move in silence, you can't warn them
When you hear the sirens, you ignore them
I'm a fucking (?) its my kingdom
If you got some guns, bitch you better bring them
No, I won't go there
Huh, woah, pulling her hair
Huh, yeah, demon her stare
I'm on go, I do not care
Read it, blow, you shoot at the air
(?), they sing like (?)
I will not fold, I will not tear

I got the flare