[Intro]
This beat was made by Rich
[Chorus]
I was just on the phone with Vory, they gon' fuck you outta spite
I told 'em, "Watch them little shortys" (Shortys)
Niggas think I got it good, let's get it understood, these diamonds hitting but they don't know my story (They don't know my story)
I just told my bitch she gotta get it right, got bitches on my line that look like Lori (That look like Lori)
And I just told my bros I'm gon' stop playing with this music shit, I can't forgot 'bout Corey (Can't forgot 'bout Corey)
'Cause I ain't got no goddamn time for these niggas
Tryna lie, pray to God that I don't crash out for no reason
My homies taking Perkys 'cause he fighting all them demons
This that Nike tech Montclair type of season
'Cause I ain't got no goddamn time for these niggas
Tryna lie, and I be flexing on the 'Gram for the haters just to tease 'em
I just told Alex, "Make that chain", and gave him fifty
Fuck the jury, they ain't believe him (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
All these bitches want is the money and the clout, that's the bottom line
Lil Kye, I got you
Free Lonnie, they gave him fourty-five
Show love to your people, life short, they could be gone tomorrow
Heard the value going up, Plain Jane, bought a Audemar
[Chorus]
I was just on the phone with Vory, they gon' fuck you outta spite
I told 'em, "Watch them little shortys" (Shortys)
Niggas think I got it good, let's get it understood, these diamonds hitting but they don't know my story (They don't know my story)
I just told my bitch she gotta get it right, got bitches on my line that look like Lori (That look like Lori)
And I just told my bros I'm gon' stop playing with this music shit, I can't forgot 'bout Corey (Can't forgot 'bout Corey)
'Cause I ain't got no goddamn time for these niggas
Tryna lie, pray to God that I don't crash out for no reason
My homies taking Perkys 'cause he fighting all them demons
This that Nike tech Montclair type of season
'Cause I ain't got no goddamn time for these niggas
Tryna lie, and I be flexing on the 'Gram for the haters just to tease 'em
I just told Alex, "Make that chain", and gave him fifty
Fuck the jury, they ain't believe him (Glltt)
This beat was made by Rich
[Chorus]
I was just on the phone with Vory, they gon' fuck you outta spite
I told 'em, "Watch them little shortys" (Shortys)
Niggas think I got it good, let's get it understood, these diamonds hitting but they don't know my story (They don't know my story)
I just told my bitch she gotta get it right, got bitches on my line that look like Lori (That look like Lori)
And I just told my bros I'm gon' stop playing with this music shit, I can't forgot 'bout Corey (Can't forgot 'bout Corey)
'Cause I ain't got no goddamn time for these niggas
Tryna lie, pray to God that I don't crash out for no reason
My homies taking Perkys 'cause he fighting all them demons
This that Nike tech Montclair type of season
'Cause I ain't got no goddamn time for these niggas
Tryna lie, and I be flexing on the 'Gram for the haters just to tease 'em
I just told Alex, "Make that chain", and gave him fifty
Fuck the jury, they ain't believe him (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
All these bitches want is the money and the clout, that's the bottom line
Lil Kye, I got you
Free Lonnie, they gave him fourty-five
Show love to your people, life short, they could be gone tomorrow
Heard the value going up, Plain Jane, bought a Audemar
[Chorus]
I was just on the phone with Vory, they gon' fuck you outta spite
I told 'em, "Watch them little shortys" (Shortys)
Niggas think I got it good, let's get it understood, these diamonds hitting but they don't know my story (They don't know my story)
I just told my bitch she gotta get it right, got bitches on my line that look like Lori (That look like Lori)
And I just told my bros I'm gon' stop playing with this music shit, I can't forgot 'bout Corey (Can't forgot 'bout Corey)
'Cause I ain't got no goddamn time for these niggas
Tryna lie, pray to God that I don't crash out for no reason
My homies taking Perkys 'cause he fighting all them demons
This that Nike tech Montclair type of season
'Cause I ain't got no goddamn time for these niggas
Tryna lie, and I be flexing on the 'Gram for the haters just to tease 'em
I just told Alex, "Make that chain", and gave him fifty
Fuck the jury, they ain't believe him (Glltt)
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