[Intro]
(Damn, Tye, you made this bitch too? The fuck go into you?)
(BassKids, answer your motherfuckin' phone, nigga)
[Verse: Veeze]
Sucker nigga, I don't know him, I ain't fuckin' with him
I look at that shit, I brushed it off my shoulder, like I'm Jigga
I'm gettin' high and flexin', bitch know I'm a gang member
You bringin' up my name but we get paid different
Just got a bag of black rubber bands, I'm tryna fill 'em
Man, fuck the pop, I'm sippin' this shit raw, I'm tryna feel it
That lightweight ass chain, man, I'll take that bitch and bend it
That three-thousand ain't shit, that's just shoppin' for my bitches
Fly her to an island, fuck her in a villa
I showed that bitch was pimpin' was, turnt her to the realest
Got A's on, the Bathing Ape, bitch, I’m a fresh gorilla
My young bull with that Drac'-Drac' in the bushes where you livin'
This shit ain't no play place, better go find some children
My Air Force 1's eight some but I'm really chillin'
I ain't buyin' that bullshit but niggas keep tryna sell it
Hit the road, no school trip traffickin' paraphernalia
I like when you wear that fly shit, bae, that’s so appealin'
Man, I done stacked some wild shit, it’s bout to break the ceilin'
She wanna wake up, see my face, she just gon' keep wishin'
Nah, I don't sip wine, bae, but it's purple in my kizzup
Talked to bro from prison, he wish it was different
He never gettin' out but he just happy that I'm livin'
I be dreamin' while I be havin’ the strap up under my pillow
My bitch caught me with that hoe, I told her, "That’s my God sister"
Double brown season, I hit but I'm not kissin'
I’m rich off Five-SeveN, I'ma bump and grind with her
Went and made enough to make a wraith off Enterprise rentals
When the bricks come they beige, look like Fear of God, Essentials
I'm cuttin' off all my hoes, man, I need some line sisters
I hate clean ass Sprites, man, I wanna put some lines in 'em
I'm ballin' hard, I'm gettin' fat, I feel like Zion Williams
I left the store with so much shit, they think I'm shoplifitin'
I'm like a island, by the wave I'm surrounded
Won't see me vouching 'cause I know them niggas lyin'
They throwin' shade but it still won't stop my brightness
The streets ain't for you, better go work at Chrysler
Nigga don't wanna cop, you just wanna ask about the prices
Boy, we on your ass, better have some tactics for survival
Showed 'em a hard ass circle, thought it was a cabinet full of China
If this rap shit don't work I'm right back to trappin', Fetty Wappin'
I wanna pour some red, this bitch want a red lobster
I ain't even feelin' sick, I just need a head doctor
That switch'll make that bitch spit like it's eating sunflowers
I know you can't send no blitz, nigga, you ain't got the manpower
Sicko, Ian Connor, don't talk about it, I've been ballin'
Bitch tell me I can nut in her and she gon' piss it out
Killin' rap niggas, man, I need a teardrop
(Damn, Tye, you made this bitch too? The fuck go into you?)
(BassKids, answer your motherfuckin' phone, nigga)
[Verse: Veeze]
Sucker nigga, I don't know him, I ain't fuckin' with him
I look at that shit, I brushed it off my shoulder, like I'm Jigga
I'm gettin' high and flexin', bitch know I'm a gang member
You bringin' up my name but we get paid different
Just got a bag of black rubber bands, I'm tryna fill 'em
Man, fuck the pop, I'm sippin' this shit raw, I'm tryna feel it
That lightweight ass chain, man, I'll take that bitch and bend it
That three-thousand ain't shit, that's just shoppin' for my bitches
Fly her to an island, fuck her in a villa
I showed that bitch was pimpin' was, turnt her to the realest
Got A's on, the Bathing Ape, bitch, I’m a fresh gorilla
My young bull with that Drac'-Drac' in the bushes where you livin'
This shit ain't no play place, better go find some children
My Air Force 1's eight some but I'm really chillin'
I ain't buyin' that bullshit but niggas keep tryna sell it
Hit the road, no school trip traffickin' paraphernalia
I like when you wear that fly shit, bae, that’s so appealin'
Man, I done stacked some wild shit, it’s bout to break the ceilin'
She wanna wake up, see my face, she just gon' keep wishin'
Nah, I don't sip wine, bae, but it's purple in my kizzup
Talked to bro from prison, he wish it was different
He never gettin' out but he just happy that I'm livin'
I be dreamin' while I be havin’ the strap up under my pillow
My bitch caught me with that hoe, I told her, "That’s my God sister"
Double brown season, I hit but I'm not kissin'
I’m rich off Five-SeveN, I'ma bump and grind with her
Went and made enough to make a wraith off Enterprise rentals
When the bricks come they beige, look like Fear of God, Essentials
I'm cuttin' off all my hoes, man, I need some line sisters
I hate clean ass Sprites, man, I wanna put some lines in 'em
I'm ballin' hard, I'm gettin' fat, I feel like Zion Williams
I left the store with so much shit, they think I'm shoplifitin'
I'm like a island, by the wave I'm surrounded
Won't see me vouching 'cause I know them niggas lyin'
They throwin' shade but it still won't stop my brightness
The streets ain't for you, better go work at Chrysler
Nigga don't wanna cop, you just wanna ask about the prices
Boy, we on your ass, better have some tactics for survival
Showed 'em a hard ass circle, thought it was a cabinet full of China
If this rap shit don't work I'm right back to trappin', Fetty Wappin'
I wanna pour some red, this bitch want a red lobster
I ain't even feelin' sick, I just need a head doctor
That switch'll make that bitch spit like it's eating sunflowers
I know you can't send no blitz, nigga, you ain't got the manpower
Sicko, Ian Connor, don't talk about it, I've been ballin'
Bitch tell me I can nut in her and she gon' piss it out
Killin' rap niggas, man, I need a teardrop
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