[Intro]
Damn, damn, damn
Bitch, bitch, bitch
Pull some of that bass out, Bruce
[Verse 1: Fenix Flexin]
Prolly shoulda went to school, I went the hard way (The hard way)
I remember fuckin' bitches in the hallways (In the hallways)
"Prolly never gonna make it", what they all say (What they all say)
Now I walk in Neiman Marcus and I ball, baby (And I ball, baby)
I can't even trust the homies 'cause we all shady ('Cause we all shady)
Steady givin' niggas passes, boy, you Tom Brady (Tom Brady)
I done made a half a ticket and it's gone, baby (And it's gone, baby)
But a nigga still ballin', shit beyond crazy (Shit beyond crazy)
Who gon' be there in the end when it's gone? (When it's gone)
If you my homie, why you never call my phone? (Call my phone)
If we can't do it I'ma get it on my own (On my own)
I could drop like thirty thousand, get you gone (Get you gone)
I'm sick of rappin' so I'm talkin' on my songs (I'm talkin')
In real life you just poppin' on yo' phone (You ain't)
Internet niggas, Instagram thugs
You was on yo' couch, I blew twenty in the club, for real (Big bands, nigga)
I could turn a good girl to a sex worker (To a sex worker)
If a nigga try to rob me, I'll attempt murder (I'll attempt murder)
I just play the cards I was dealt, nigga (I was dealt, nigga)
Tryna play me? Go play yourself, nigga (Play yourself, nigga)
Say I'm livin' too fast but I disagree
You don't see this two liter with a six of lean? (Pink poppin')
Watch yo' back, niggas change like the seasons (Like the seasons)
I'ma up this forty Glock, give me a reason (I'ma up it)
Damn, damn, damn
Bitch, bitch, bitch
Pull some of that bass out, Bruce
[Verse 1: Fenix Flexin]
Prolly shoulda went to school, I went the hard way (The hard way)
I remember fuckin' bitches in the hallways (In the hallways)
"Prolly never gonna make it", what they all say (What they all say)
Now I walk in Neiman Marcus and I ball, baby (And I ball, baby)
I can't even trust the homies 'cause we all shady ('Cause we all shady)
Steady givin' niggas passes, boy, you Tom Brady (Tom Brady)
I done made a half a ticket and it's gone, baby (And it's gone, baby)
But a nigga still ballin', shit beyond crazy (Shit beyond crazy)
Who gon' be there in the end when it's gone? (When it's gone)
If you my homie, why you never call my phone? (Call my phone)
If we can't do it I'ma get it on my own (On my own)
I could drop like thirty thousand, get you gone (Get you gone)
I'm sick of rappin' so I'm talkin' on my songs (I'm talkin')
In real life you just poppin' on yo' phone (You ain't)
Internet niggas, Instagram thugs
You was on yo' couch, I blew twenty in the club, for real (Big bands, nigga)
I could turn a good girl to a sex worker (To a sex worker)
If a nigga try to rob me, I'll attempt murder (I'll attempt murder)
I just play the cards I was dealt, nigga (I was dealt, nigga)
Tryna play me? Go play yourself, nigga (Play yourself, nigga)
Say I'm livin' too fast but I disagree
You don't see this two liter with a six of lean? (Pink poppin')
Watch yo' back, niggas change like the seasons (Like the seasons)
I'ma up this forty Glock, give me a reason (I'ma up it)
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