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Just hearing this song and I like it. I get a lil ocd when trying 2 remember a beat, it was literally 4secs of the song bt I obsess and I finally got it. At the 1:07 part of the song to 1:11, the beat reminded me of Lil Wayne’s old song “Lollipop”
The Lyrics Wetto, Wetto, Wetto Wetto, Wetto, Wetto Wet, wet, wet Wet, wet, wet (Wetto!) I got the Glock in my yoga pants Fucking that bitch in a yoga stance Swangin' that K with an open stance Loaded from smoking that opium Stain a lil' boy in the clothes he's in All of my walls, they closing in 51-50, they tryna come get me Just minding my business and moseying Matte black, smokin' packs Panic attacks, back to back Xanax on my lap, debating (hmm) Should I relapse? But back to the hoe I was talkin' 'bout I just wanna put it up in her mouth Pimping up in my blood, what's up cuz? Thuggin' that dirty South Four letters, two numbers, bitch, Grey 59 Three fingers in the air, main bitch by my side $licky pull up in a quarter mill' and slaughter up your daughter Yung Jesus with them Forgi wheels don't walk, he drive on water (Ay) Any time, any place, any hood, any state Good 'til it fuckin' ain't, Woods to the fucking face Ridin' with my baby Sage, lines on expensive plates Tears on my diamond chains, stoic, never looking phased Poet when I'm spitting game (game) Show me how that pussy shaved (shaved) Dosage climbin' with my shame (shame) Mama crying for my pain (pain) Will they ever understand? Can I even help my dad? Money fuckin' up my fam' Givin' until there's nothing left Pulling up in that latest (damn!) Choppa stay on me, don't need no hands Prefer to be lonely, don't need no friends Hoe we just fucking, I don't date fans I'm with my cousin and talkin' plans Went to my hood and I copped some land Blowing through money like Democrats Two-step on the IRS, fuck a tax Why the fuck you look to me for help? There ain't an ace in the cards I was dealt I'm 31, still don't know how to take care of myself Honestly, I'm scared that I might melt Leave behind a bunch of black spots on a white pelt Maybe in the next life I'll come back as a nice belt, I don't know There's a fine line between me and you The biggest difference is I'll snort that shit and prolly puke Dodge and juke all the bullshit y'all try and pull me through But I'm still shinin', baby girl wildin' Catch me ridin' by with that look in my eyes Palms start to sweat, by the way I'm grippin' my nine Yeah, I'm always on my toes but I'm still the same height Standin' tall over my grave Make sure it's filled with all the people we supposedly saved Make sure you throw the plaques in and all the money we made I can't put them on my wall, that shit just ain't my taste It ain't my taste, it ain't my taste Lil' shawty wanna marry me, I said, "You're better off in debt!" If it didn't work out baby, I'll be real hard to forget German whips and private jets, private beaches to access Fuck on me baby, I'm still a mess and no that ain't a threat I ride for my family, that's Grey 59 Try and be all I can be, and I waste my time On the brink of insanity, I can't make up my mind Yeah, I battle my vanity and I think I'm blind
I think this is the lyrics (already pending at genius): [Intro] <i> (<b>Calcium!</b>) </i> I cannot blame myself for things too wrong and outta control I testify my case, I'm hopin that you see what I know If it ain't satisfyin', fuck you man, I leave you alone You'll never know the pain I have, I made this shit just to cope [this part might be wrong] Do- Do- Don't kill it, you talk 'bout relations Pla- Pla- Plain sight, I got hope that we stay in La- La- Last night, you fucked up my patience Cheap stakes, tryna sell a pussy with a barcode Okay, you got what you cravin' Fuck love, it's not what you save in Don't care, if you're not behavin' Shit, that's cap, yeah I know whenever heart breaks [Chorus] Oh, windows down, pull it out, my 556 Yeah, captain fuck, who wants sum' Let him now he miss a win [wind?] Wow, I'm angry 'bout my shawty [While I'm angry?] Shatter pieces over this Am I really just a hypocrit who couldn't handle shit? <i> Yeah </i> [this part might be wrong] You can't try for lies Apparent, my dudes have set the lines A coughed up seven and it went for ape But this last one fell for my heavens sake I'm gonna fight that hoe, bring it back to beat To kick around, when I'm dumb, when we down the list Do the pride and the love mean shit to you? I'll cut my wrist and bleed for me [this part might be wrong] Wait down for a minute in the wound light [Moonlight?] Thought different on myself through my own dreams Gimme a council, find a constant to fit in Tomato saw, paid pennants for my anger rings about this Why the fuck did I want? Why the fuck did I thruff? [thrust?] Gave 10 minutes, I had to take it outside It fucked my mind, done way too quick Black mail, I'm trashin' the walls I put up looking heavy My detention though, it's just too much involved [evolved?] And the hands in the action, into my surround Was I too weak to stand my ground? I need hands on deck for my date return [great/day return?] And I jumped down, not only with my lesson learned Yeah, come two piece until it's done Reflect on what my sins have brought [burn? burned? brown?] [Chorus] Oh, windows down, pull it out, my 556 Yeah, captain fuck, who wants sum' Let him now he miss a win [wind?] Wow, I'm angry 'bout my shawty [While I'm angry?] Shatter pieces over this Am I really just a hypocrit who couldn't handle shit? <i> Yeah </i> I don't thank desire for me ever since I've been Constantly improve myself so that your actions never win If you want me, you can have me, only if you're on my list Yeah, your worth is sub-gigantic, just another stupid bitch <i> What? </i> [Outro] Fuck you lookin' at me with those dead ass eyes for?
