[Intro]
(Neilaworld)
Huh, huh

[Verse]
Balenciaga boots, black fit, yeah, I'm ready to slide
I don't go nowhere without my Glock, huh, on my side
Like some pegs on a BMX, my bitch down to ride
I can't fuck with you if you switching sides
Is you gang or not? N***a, pick a side
The shit you do don't impress me no more, all I can do is sigh
I was fucking this ho and she brought another ho, I ain't even know she was bi
She popped a pill and she had me like, “Woah, I ain't even know you can get this high"
I ain't even know you could get this high, I ain't even know you could get this
He ain't even know you get that fly, until he see mе in it
I rock designer linen, yеah, Raf Simon
Balenciaga on my coat, Rick Owens on my denim
No matter what designer I'm rockin', I got racks in 'em
Pink slip in my car, bitch this not no rental
Met her at Onyx, she got fucked at the Intercontinental
I'ma keep it real with you, these n***as be sentimental
Yeah, and I rock an upside down cross 'cause I know I'm a sinner
Yeah, if he got an upside down cross chain on, he a winner
You be texting that bitch, I be in her mouth, yeah, like lip fillers
I'm posted with the gang, yeah, I'm posted with killers
My bitch on TikTok postin' me, 'cause she know I'm that n***a
Fuck is you saying?
Diamonds in my grills, why I'm cheesing
Yeah, n***a trappin', yeah, havin' P's in
Pour some red in Wock’, yeah, I have been leanin'
My phone been ringin' all day ‘cause them junkies fiendin’
I got so high the other day, I thought that I was dreamin'
I call my bitch like "Where you at?", need you to come see me
'Cause you got what I need
[Outro]
(Neilaworld, Neilaworld)