[Intro: K Suave]
(Damn, Wesley)
(ISD, you make the best beats)
Yeah
[Chorus: K Suave]
I make one call and my niggas on go
When she walk in the crib, I be taking her phone
She start eating my dick like a carnivore
I got racks, what I'ma argue for?
That's your girl, but she let me hit, she a fan
[Verse 1: K Suave]
She know I got two Glocks, but I'm ridin' 'round with the FN, yeah
My life amazing and dangerous
I got legal money, used to trap out the basement
She wanna cuddle, I threw her a blanket
Everything I got, I earned it
Perc' got my stomach turning
Pouring that lean up, burping
I told you keep it a hundred with me
I just left Cali, I'm back on the East
I get so high off this motherfuckin' earth
Swear they don't bother me
She wanna get cleaned, wanna shower with me
I just got paid six racks for a feature, spent it all
I just spent it all on lean, they thought I was at the mall
I think I'm withdrawing, hand me that soda
Finna pour up a four
I got racks, what I'ma argue for?
I got racks, what I'ma argue for?
This my crib, not a B and B
On the third floor looking across at the beach
You can have what you want, but can't get everything
I'm still getting money whenever I sleep
I'm stabbin' that ho in the back, Elden Ring
The sky is the limit, it's not a biggie
Got this shit out the mud, boy, your feet was clean
They say they don't like me, but giving me streams
Spend money on drugs, but I don't buy weed
I ain't doing that shit
Run up a bag, caught a cramp on my leg
He tried to run off and got hit in the leg
I'm counting that money, make sure they all dead
I'm in that motherfuckin' Lamb'
Rollin' real hard since 11 a.m.
It's been a while, I might link her again, yeah
I could've swore you was a nerd
But apparently he banging, damn
Make up your mind
I gotta go, baby, make up your mind
I was just sick, but now I feel fine
She got a camel toe, I'm tryna slide
(Damn, Wesley)
(ISD, you make the best beats)
Yeah
[Chorus: K Suave]
I make one call and my niggas on go
When she walk in the crib, I be taking her phone
She start eating my dick like a carnivore
I got racks, what I'ma argue for?
That's your girl, but she let me hit, she a fan
[Verse 1: K Suave]
She know I got two Glocks, but I'm ridin' 'round with the FN, yeah
My life amazing and dangerous
I got legal money, used to trap out the basement
She wanna cuddle, I threw her a blanket
Everything I got, I earned it
Perc' got my stomach turning
Pouring that lean up, burping
I told you keep it a hundred with me
I just left Cali, I'm back on the East
I get so high off this motherfuckin' earth
Swear they don't bother me
She wanna get cleaned, wanna shower with me
I just got paid six racks for a feature, spent it all
I just spent it all on lean, they thought I was at the mall
I think I'm withdrawing, hand me that soda
Finna pour up a four
I got racks, what I'ma argue for?
I got racks, what I'ma argue for?
This my crib, not a B and B
On the third floor looking across at the beach
You can have what you want, but can't get everything
I'm still getting money whenever I sleep
I'm stabbin' that ho in the back, Elden Ring
The sky is the limit, it's not a biggie
Got this shit out the mud, boy, your feet was clean
They say they don't like me, but giving me streams
Spend money on drugs, but I don't buy weed
I ain't doing that shit
Run up a bag, caught a cramp on my leg
He tried to run off and got hit in the leg
I'm counting that money, make sure they all dead
I'm in that motherfuckin' Lamb'
Rollin' real hard since 11 a.m.
It's been a while, I might link her again, yeah
I could've swore you was a nerd
But apparently he banging, damn
Make up your mind
I gotta go, baby, make up your mind
I was just sick, but now I feel fine
She got a camel toe, I'm tryna slide
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