[Verse]
She came to fuck, it's picture perfect
Different person when she text me, guess her heart was hurtin'
She need attention, I'm guessin' I didn't get the message
She told me, "Bae, I know you miss me, why you still pretendin'?"
Louis loafers and Fendi and different colors matchin'
She leave her house like she winnin' a fuckin' beauty pageant
And when she older, she told me she wanna be an actress
Keep that spray on the counter in case a nigga active
She got some issues, she told me her daddy beat her, 50
And she tried to do strippin', but guess it wasn't flippin'
Now she focused on fuckin', just want the dollar bills
Fuck it when this shit is real, bitch, you'll know it's real
Yeah, another call from that state attorney
Another day inside a court like it's a fuckin' journey
Damn, call Diamond, Donny and Guapo
20 in the hand-y in case a nigga get chopo
They like Similac and milk in that baby bottle
Bumpin' that Metro Boomin say, "Fuck it, just let the shots roll"
Fuck it, just let the shots roll
Momma wouldn't 'nderstand that her baby goin' to jail
Momma always wanted her baby goin' to Yale
.40 in that fanny, she aimin' straight for your tail
She ain't need a tutor for payin' the baby bail
Yeah, why you sellin' the MacBook?
Better tuck his chain if the nigga don't want his neck took
There for all my niggas who chillin', and have my back, bruh
Sittin' with that fanny, just waitin' for you to act up
Fuck it, just let the shots roll
Tired of these bitches, a nigga do want the top though
Catch a nigga slippin', a nigga ain't even mop though
Nigga talkin' funny, said "Fuck it", just left his jaw broke
Case it like Law & Order
Tell a nigga like me, "Don't ever fuck with my daughter"
Nino on the Yacht-y, the other bitty my side-y
Homie fuck the rappin', we pullin' up with the shotty
Yeah, ayy, Rakim, Biggie, and Pac [?]
[?] with Rio, Bria in Bel-Air
Always miss my uncle, a gamble just like casinos
Lately, I been chillin', I hit up my nigga Chino
Ouch, fuck it, just let the shots roll
Lookin' like Khalifa and Yeezy mixed with a Pac, oh
"Who your favorite artist?", I told these niggas, "I don't know"
Bitch, you love my music, so where the pussy and guapo?
She came to fuck, it's picture perfect
Different person when she text me, guess her heart was hurtin'
She need attention, I'm guessin' I didn't get the message
She told me, "Bae, I know you miss me, why you still pretendin'?"
Louis loafers and Fendi and different colors matchin'
She leave her house like she winnin' a fuckin' beauty pageant
And when she older, she told me she wanna be an actress
Keep that spray on the counter in case a nigga active
She got some issues, she told me her daddy beat her, 50
And she tried to do strippin', but guess it wasn't flippin'
Now she focused on fuckin', just want the dollar bills
Fuck it when this shit is real, bitch, you'll know it's real
Yeah, another call from that state attorney
Another day inside a court like it's a fuckin' journey
Damn, call Diamond, Donny and Guapo
20 in the hand-y in case a nigga get chopo
They like Similac and milk in that baby bottle
Bumpin' that Metro Boomin say, "Fuck it, just let the shots roll"
Fuck it, just let the shots roll
Momma wouldn't 'nderstand that her baby goin' to jail
Momma always wanted her baby goin' to Yale
.40 in that fanny, she aimin' straight for your tail
She ain't need a tutor for payin' the baby bail
Yeah, why you sellin' the MacBook?
Better tuck his chain if the nigga don't want his neck took
There for all my niggas who chillin', and have my back, bruh
Sittin' with that fanny, just waitin' for you to act up
Fuck it, just let the shots roll
Tired of these bitches, a nigga do want the top though
Catch a nigga slippin', a nigga ain't even mop though
Nigga talkin' funny, said "Fuck it", just left his jaw broke
Case it like Law & Order
Tell a nigga like me, "Don't ever fuck with my daughter"
Nino on the Yacht-y, the other bitty my side-y
Homie fuck the rappin', we pullin' up with the shotty
Yeah, ayy, Rakim, Biggie, and Pac [?]
[?] with Rio, Bria in Bel-Air
Always miss my uncle, a gamble just like casinos
Lately, I been chillin', I hit up my nigga Chino
Ouch, fuck it, just let the shots roll
Lookin' like Khalifa and Yeezy mixed with a Pac, oh
"Who your favorite artist?", I told these niggas, "I don't know"
Bitch, you love my music, so where the pussy and guapo?
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