[Intro]
(Saint in this—)
(Re- Re-)
(Motherfuck-)
(Saint in this motherfucker)
Light that motherfucker up
(Reid)
[Chorus]
You not knowing what you really worth
Why you acting like you ain't the shit, huh?
I put stones on my neck
So them fuckers hit when I feel the breeze, huh
You ain’t never take a chance
That shit changing when you come with me
All this swag, everything you need
Good Comme baby, on the feet
I know your worth, I'm losing my mind tryna make this work
I could say, "Fuck you" and leave you so lost
But baby, I know how that hurt
I could say, "Fuck it, I'm cutting my losses"
And go to hell, go to work
But I hopped back in, in the game
If they say I changed, them fuck niggas hating
[Verse]
Pass that shit
We got blunts in the lounge, but baby we also got lines
Come get you a sniff
Bitch I could turn you a fucking star but it’ll take some-
Don't gas that bitch
This hoe think she the one and she really just not
And she stay tryna be my stitch
Get away from me, they gotta wait from me just to get in
They see them numbers don't lie
The AC been cranking 'cause I brought the heat in this bitch
I ain't turning it down
The AP don't tick in the UK, it got a timezone lock on the dial
Why would I care 'bout what you say?
You ain't never made a rack in an hour, huh
My nigga he keep him a lil’ Drac’
I'm not talking ’bout the one with the owl
When I come through, your bitch throwin' the towel
Make a grown-ass man fall down like a tower
How you gon' get that paper? You sitting there pouting
I cannot fuck up, I need that lil' B in the driveway
I knock a fuck-nigga off, he try to get in my way
I got these groupies switching up their timeframes
Throw ’em a loosie, they gon' lose they minds gang, huh
(Saint in this—)
(Re- Re-)
(Motherfuck-)
(Saint in this motherfucker)
Light that motherfucker up
(Reid)
[Chorus]
You not knowing what you really worth
Why you acting like you ain't the shit, huh?
I put stones on my neck
So them fuckers hit when I feel the breeze, huh
You ain’t never take a chance
That shit changing when you come with me
All this swag, everything you need
Good Comme baby, on the feet
I know your worth, I'm losing my mind tryna make this work
I could say, "Fuck you" and leave you so lost
But baby, I know how that hurt
I could say, "Fuck it, I'm cutting my losses"
And go to hell, go to work
But I hopped back in, in the game
If they say I changed, them fuck niggas hating
[Verse]
Pass that shit
We got blunts in the lounge, but baby we also got lines
Come get you a sniff
Bitch I could turn you a fucking star but it’ll take some-
Don't gas that bitch
This hoe think she the one and she really just not
And she stay tryna be my stitch
Get away from me, they gotta wait from me just to get in
They see them numbers don't lie
The AC been cranking 'cause I brought the heat in this bitch
I ain't turning it down
The AP don't tick in the UK, it got a timezone lock on the dial
Why would I care 'bout what you say?
You ain't never made a rack in an hour, huh
My nigga he keep him a lil’ Drac’
I'm not talking ’bout the one with the owl
When I come through, your bitch throwin' the towel
Make a grown-ass man fall down like a tower
How you gon' get that paper? You sitting there pouting
I cannot fuck up, I need that lil' B in the driveway
I knock a fuck-nigga off, he try to get in my way
I got these groupies switching up their timeframes
Throw ’em a loosie, they gon' lose they minds gang, huh
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