(Ayy, let me hear that ho, Jeff)
I get the bands, count the blue cheese, I do that sh#t for fun (Beep, beep)
For every mil’ I pop a pill, I do that sh#t ’til I’m dumb (Dumb)
I had your girl, she at my crib, that was a one-on-one (One)
Smokin’ a pack, full of that gas, almost lost my lung (My lung)
I just want cash, need a gas mask, this sh#t smell like skunk
1600, got a couple opps in this city, and they all gon’ hunt (Frrah)
The FN 57 all on my waist, no need for me to pop the trunk (Trunk, you too)
You keep tryna make me one cup, but you can’t pour my love (My love)
You should enjoy your whole day ’cause I am good, my love (I’m good, my love)
How you keep tryn’ make me f#ck but you need-need one suck?
Both of my pockets got stuffed, uh
Bank account tryna keep up (Woah, yeah)
I can never go bankrupt (Woah, yeah)
I f#cked your b#tch in the tub, yeah
I don’t believe in good luck (Yeah, I don’t)
Knuck if you buck, make her nut (What? What?)
She never slept in my house (House)
Hit it twelve times in my own Bentley truck, yeah
I just do better drugs, yeah
Sometimes I check on my plug, yeah
I get my money with some Crips, yeah
I get my money with some Bloods, yeah
What you don’t know? Uh
You ain’t never seen my other side
Complexionist from my mother’s side
Don’t got the ways on my brother’s side (No)
I will give you almost everything (Everything)
You know that b#tch is like some of mine (No)
Rockin’ VETEMENTS from the summer line (Summer line)
And you know it is the Wintertime (Yeah)
I get the bands, count the blue cheese (Woo), I do that sh#t for fun (Slatt, let’s go, fun)
For every mil’ I pop a pill, I do that sh#t ’til I’m dumb (Dumb, dumb)
I had your girl, she at my crib, that was a one-on-one (One, one)
Smokin’ a back full of that gas, almost lost my lung (My lungs)
I don’t smoke trash, need a gas mask, this sh#t smell like skunk (Skunk, skunk)
1600, got a couple opps in this city, and they all gon’ hunt (Frrah)
The FN 57 all on my waist, no need for me to pop the trunk (Trunk)
You keep tryna make me one cup, but you keep pouring my love (Yeah)
You keep tryna make me one cup, but you keep pouring my love (Huh, huh)
You keep tryna make me come, but you can’t buy my love (Huh, huh)
I don’t need to cover my jeans, why would I make a thot of my queen? (My queen)
She wanna f#ck my team, I could blow that b#tch to smithereens (Let’s go)
I said f#ck your team, we pulled up just like the Marines (The Marines, yeah)
n#gg# don’t want no beef, I ain’t never ever eatin’ no Jimmy Dean’s, yeah
Yeah, as far as I go my bean
She sniff coke, that lil’ b#tch a fiend, yeah
Yeah, she not coutin’ money
Not crack cards, but you know, not [?], ayy
Y’all n#gg#s, y’all too funny
Jim Carrey me, myself, and Irene (Irene)
I might start sellin’ trees, just the way I always got leaves
I might start sellin’ plants, just the way your b#tch ate up T (Yeah)
Chanel, bro, came out of clam, this sh#t on my neck look like beads, ayy
I get the bands, count the blue cheese, I do that sh#t for fun (Yeah, yeah, let’s go, fun)
For every mil’ I pop a pill, I do that sh#t ’til I’m dumb (Dumb-dumb)
I had your girl, she at my crib, that was a one-on-one (One, one)
Smokin’ a back full of that gas, almost lost my lung (My lungs)
I don’t smoke trash need a gas mask, this sh#t smell like skunk (Smell like skunk)
1600, got a couple opps in this city, and they all gon’ hunt (Frrah)
The FN 57 all on my waist, no need for me to pop the trunk (Trunk)
You keep tryna make me one cup, but you keep pourin’ my love (Love)
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