b#tch came in with Afro, thats a
b#tch I got a job for you, want to be my apprentice?
I do a different I tell you to get in it
First time that I picked the b#tch I was so winded
Jesus talking to me upstairs like, Are you sure?
These b#tches got a lot from me they all my wh#res
Came through off the policies I been here before
Baby thin like a tripwire, I’m boutta watch it blow
Put my finger tip in the air, you know I’m locked and loaded
Can you perform for me? Keep throwin that #ss up
Bounce, accounting, baby girl boutta add it up
Only gave her forty dollars she don’t seem mad as f#ck
Then she got to the crib now she beggin me to f#ck
Tell me where your sketchers is, cause you lit as f#ck
Buy a b#tch anything just to put a smile on her face
Ain’t trickin cause I’m still in the race
Whats your poragative don’t make me grab the drac
n#gg#s been p#ss# since they born they see it in they face
I can’t talk to a p#ss# snitch n#gg# affidavits
I don’t be too disappointed cause thats what yo mama made ya
Make the p#ss# stand up, cut a n#gg# like a seration
Been knew n#gg#s fake [Aha
Twin gone grab the drac [Aha
Rollin up that pressure [Aha
Now its time to bake [Aha
From my plug [Aha
On his private lake [Aha
Boss during Covid, Essential Workers [Aha
I’m a business merchant [Aha
Pack on preorder [Aha
Half [Aha
Bentley came from burners [Aha]
Me and my dogs
I love my gang f#ck your members
Ridin round AR with a switch on it you up the pistol
You bout the fame, you can keep the mentions
I had a penthouse in the bay and we ship them b#tches
I cant relate to my old friends because I’m thinkin different
If I buy it one time I could buy it twenty times no kidding [No Cap
And I know they gettin sick because my bag gettin bigger
Damn I could retire off how much I made and live off interest
If my opp leakin on the floor you know it was my hitman
I don’t gotta pay a f#ckin dolla for you to
I really love my family, don’t f#ck with mine
My heart is pure, damn shorty tellin’ lies
FN’s and Xd’s dawg I love the fire
My brother home he made thirty thousand off a thousand
I gotta keep sh#t secret,I don’t know none of ya’ll
Mixed friendships cause I got blood involved
And I know my b#tch mad cause she not involved
And I ain’t boutta post no pictures till my brothers home
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