[Verse]
I just fucked up Neiman's, out the back
In the jeep, SRT, not a scat
I'll slap a fuck nigga if he act outta class
I just poured a sixth of that red in my glass
On my way, yeah, shit [?]
Speeding in the audi, boy, I hope I don't crash
Off- off different drugs, yeah I'm fucked up
Plug keep talking 'this and that' shut the fuck up
Imma run up, I don't really give a fuck
W- why this bitch start [?], showing love?
Boy, I'll- boy I'll shoot a fucking opp, see him in the club
B- bad ho twerking on my dick, she onnat ho
Nigga, keep it pushing boy you know I'm not a scrub
Ain't going out like Whitney, got a Glock in the tub
I can't Juice WRLD, when I'm on the percs
Finna go to LA, kicking shit with vrt
IG hoes on my dick, do they ass the worst
Yeah, I'm taxing shit, if you want a verse
Yeah- yeah, I'm sending hits, leave him in a hearse
I get this shit one take, boy you do it worse
You- you on discord, you don't get no racks nigga
I- I be in the trap all day, that's facts nigga
I can make a bitch turn around and make it clap
I been on my shit since I hit em' with that tax
He smoking cookie, imma [?]
Price on the hat, imma take off the tag
That nigga mad his ho coming over, eating dick
Chasing racks, I get mad so I just throw a fit
E- every nigga want a strap, finna hit a lick
Yeah Osama be on that shit
I- I got hella racks, yeah, I'm counting dog shit
When I pulled up, they was like "oh shit"
Told my- told my brother "pass the rock," you know I'm balling
Coach- coach put me in the game, shot calling
Me and- me and twin taking risks, know I'm all in
Racks- racks on my phone, why the fuck they calling?
Money- money counter going, I got dough talking
Yo- your main ho gone, I got bitches stalking
I just fucked up Neiman's, out the back
In the jeep, SRT, not a scat
I'll slap a fuck nigga if he act outta class
I just poured a sixth of that red in my glass
On my way, yeah, shit [?]
Speeding in the audi, boy, I hope I don't crash
Off- off different drugs, yeah I'm fucked up
Plug keep talking 'this and that' shut the fuck up
Imma run up, I don't really give a fuck
W- why this bitch start [?], showing love?
Boy, I'll- boy I'll shoot a fucking opp, see him in the club
B- bad ho twerking on my dick, she onnat ho
Nigga, keep it pushing boy you know I'm not a scrub
Ain't going out like Whitney, got a Glock in the tub
I can't Juice WRLD, when I'm on the percs
Finna go to LA, kicking shit with vrt
IG hoes on my dick, do they ass the worst
Yeah, I'm taxing shit, if you want a verse
Yeah- yeah, I'm sending hits, leave him in a hearse
I get this shit one take, boy you do it worse
You- you on discord, you don't get no racks nigga
I- I be in the trap all day, that's facts nigga
I can make a bitch turn around and make it clap
I been on my shit since I hit em' with that tax
He smoking cookie, imma [?]
Price on the hat, imma take off the tag
That nigga mad his ho coming over, eating dick
Chasing racks, I get mad so I just throw a fit
E- every nigga want a strap, finna hit a lick
Yeah Osama be on that shit
I- I got hella racks, yeah, I'm counting dog shit
When I pulled up, they was like "oh shit"
Told my- told my brother "pass the rock," you know I'm balling
Coach- coach put me in the game, shot calling
Me and- me and twin taking risks, know I'm all in
Racks- racks on my phone, why the fuck they calling?
Money- money counter going, I got dough talking
Yo- your main ho gone, I got bitches stalking
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