Sick-N-Tired Fat Trel

[Intro]
Uh oh
Turn my mic down just a little bit
Gang, uh, uh, uh

[Chorus]
Uh, I'm getting tired of the same old lame hoes
I just [?] policies in their plain clothes (Plain Clothes)
I be show you how to make a bank roll
Only time I be upset when the bank close (Bank close)
5, 10, 15 hundred running (15 hundred running)
She gonna fall forever, really keep em' coming (Keep em' coming)
They say you doing better when they see the money (See the money)
I want this forever I want all the hundreds (Want all the hundreds)

[Verse 1]
[?]
I just lost a way to [?]
I still check my pistol to the ball game
My P.O know that I be hustle all day
Instagram Live in the hallways
Gelado by the pound, nigga cocaine
She said you should come home we on the same thing, so?
I said catch me if you can, bitch
Must of pop a Xan, bitch
Percacet make me emotional, I dumped a bad bitch
Trust is not a passion cause' I ain't into passion
Spend a couple on a Gucci belt I gotta have it