Man I like the beat it makes this life sound grand I can't stand the hate it's fuckin great I see my self in a jet it dont have to be private yet but im eating steak getting paid on rage i can feel the money when i hit the stage i hit my bottom on purpose with a purpose Over here we ain't nervous I'm at the party getting geeked out my mind I can't find the time yeah I can't find the time yeah oh it's three morning my friends are up while my others is laying down we all brothers but over here we have crowns Ima say it like is I'm not fast lighting is holy crap I don't wanna stop but I'm already at the top god said love the thot but I'm like maybe not cuz all these things on my mind got me rasin but who am i chasin ......sick beat bro keep it uo
Can you be my bby, i dont fk With bbl’s bitches be be lying I be on mines, You fit the description, Lets get away and go missing Cooking food in yo kitchen Need a shawty who gon listen My type, So tight she tryna grab my balls Like a tipoff im stickin the tip in So sloppy it glistens, Blowing my shi like shes making her wishes Cleaning my shi like she doing The dishes She want one night, No yachty crunk off the bacardi She wanna fight, and get naughty We fucking im feeling her heartbeat Its calm Hangout and we kickback Aint just tryna hit that, can u be mine Get high to the sky, with my drink Know i mix that, Need more than a screen where the pick at, can i roll in peace Do you wanna stroll w me, Im a therapist lemme fix that I can go deeper than ever, thoughts That u cant explain, Scholar she has good brain Friends to sleeping together Bussing i have good range, Brothers we have to change Spitting shi like the weather Sunny like we had no rain
Yeah, I'm rich now, uh And I might up the switch now Oh, don't switch now Ayy, I heard that you switched to a bitch now [Verse] Gettin' money, yeah, I'm stackin' up the chips now Pistol packin', yeah, I keep it on my hip now Spend a hundred racks just for my motherfuckin' whip now Pull up on your ass and you get motherfuckin' blicked down Shawty sent the addy, she my motherfuckin' bitch now
Like uno reverse card make that nigga back up 7.62 come through bricks tear a nigga back up I want never tell a bitch how to act bruh You want some cheese then come here I got this Mac bruh Remember I was 13 hiding money under my mattress I want a fine model bxtch look like a actress Nigga
