[Chorus]
I don't need help with this shit
We standin' straight, like fro's with a pick
I'm at the mall, I'm just tryna ball
But I like my bands, so I'm takin' pics
I'm sick of these planes, so I bought a ship
LA with the vibes, wear blue just for Nip'
Used to love Barney's [?]
My money up now so I buy what I want
I'm not the same n---- treat me like I'm grown
I paid for college I didn't need a loan
But I dropped out and they know that I'm on
If I pull up to the show and you don't got that back and front end then I'm staying at home
GLE 63, one button and gone
You want the pick, but where is the bone?
[Verse 1]
Riding through Hollywood Hills with a hottie
This foreign got buttons, don't know how to drive it
I put the racks in a safe and I lock it
Keep talkin' on me and it'll bust like a rocket
I know I'm the topic
I know you cappin' I know that you not as real as you claiming to be
The homie on rocks, I gotta check on that n---- whenever he fallin' asleep
Walk on the beat I'mma talk on the beat, and you know I ain't never ever dodgin' beef
Put my feet on the beach with a Malibu freak
Think that I love her, she suckin' it all out of me
No makeup, just gloss and minks
Gave this bitch game, now she stalkin' me
Bitch tryna talk to me, you know its gon' cost a fee
I don't need help with this shit
We standin' straight, like fro's with a pick
I'm at the mall, I'm just tryna ball
But I like my bands, so I'm takin' pics
I'm sick of these planes, so I bought a ship
LA with the vibes, wear blue just for Nip'
Used to love Barney's [?]
My money up now so I buy what I want
I'm not the same n---- treat me like I'm grown
I paid for college I didn't need a loan
But I dropped out and they know that I'm on
If I pull up to the show and you don't got that back and front end then I'm staying at home
GLE 63, one button and gone
You want the pick, but where is the bone?
[Verse 1]
Riding through Hollywood Hills with a hottie
This foreign got buttons, don't know how to drive it
I put the racks in a safe and I lock it
Keep talkin' on me and it'll bust like a rocket
I know I'm the topic
I know you cappin' I know that you not as real as you claiming to be
The homie on rocks, I gotta check on that n---- whenever he fallin' asleep
Walk on the beat I'mma talk on the beat, and you know I ain't never ever dodgin' beef
Put my feet on the beach with a Malibu freak
Think that I love her, she suckin' it all out of me
No makeup, just gloss and minks
Gave this bitch game, now she stalkin' me
Bitch tryna talk to me, you know its gon' cost a fee
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