[Intro]
Oh, oh, oh
(We done killed that boy beat, Vince, I ain't gon' lie, it's dead)
Oh, oh, oh
Why am I still here? Oh, oh, oh
Why am I still here? (Uh)
Ooh, who I want this week?
Don't always wanna fuck, who I want this week? (Don't always wanna fuck)
Know I'm gon' run it up, do it in my sleep (Know I'm gon' run it up, ooh)
Don't always wanna fuck, who I want this week?
[Verse]
Know I'ma run it up, do it in my sleep (Do it in my sleep)
Don't always wanna fuck, who I want this week?
Can't put my chopper up, this shit ain't for the weak (Can't put my chopper up at all)
Them bodies got me sweatin', shakin' in my sleep (Them bodies got me sweatin', oh)
It hurt to watch you leave, I think I'm in too deep (I think I'm in too deep)
I said the more I caught them slippin' once he creep (Catch him there)
It's platinum 'bows we have, boy, I need fifteen for P
Don't want no trouble here, them choppers near the streets (Uh)
Man, fuck this rap shit, fifteen piecе stuck in my Godard bag (In my Goyard bag)
Stuck in them trenches, but thе millions, now I'm tryna grab it (Uh, ooh)
Opp nigga better not run up, switch it (Frrt), fuck it, let 'em have it
Oh, I'm startin' to peep them niggas hatin' 'cause they know we have it (Ooh)
I'm tryna make love tonight, girl, I don't want no cookie (Oh no)
Can we get matchin' Richie's? Birkin? Hold my switches (Birkin? Hold my switches, ooh)
I'm at the black Suburban truck, I got straight zombies with me (I got straight zombies with me, mm)
G63, big body Benz, this ain't no fuckin’ Hemi (Big body Benz)
No, I won't ever leave the trap, them junkies callin' my burner (No, I won't ever leave the trap)
Got to think peaceful when I rap, try not talk about murder (Got to think peaceful when I rap)
I spin 'em all around, don't stop until they burnin' (Until they burnin')
I broke her heart, but she so fragile, I'm still learnin' (Ooh)
I lost the ones love and now my world ain't turnin' (You in my way, bae)
L'ma tryna spin 'em, stretch 'em, catch 'em all and purge 'em (Stretch 'em, catch 'em all and purge 'em)
Real ones in my lane 'cause I'ma step on shit for certain
Right now I'm hurtin', count up racks behind the Maybach Curtains (Racks behind the Maybach Curtains)
Oh, oh, oh
(We done killed that boy beat, Vince, I ain't gon' lie, it's dead)
Oh, oh, oh
Why am I still here? Oh, oh, oh
Why am I still here? (Uh)
Ooh, who I want this week?
Don't always wanna fuck, who I want this week? (Don't always wanna fuck)
Know I'm gon' run it up, do it in my sleep (Know I'm gon' run it up, ooh)
Don't always wanna fuck, who I want this week?
[Verse]
Know I'ma run it up, do it in my sleep (Do it in my sleep)
Don't always wanna fuck, who I want this week?
Can't put my chopper up, this shit ain't for the weak (Can't put my chopper up at all)
Them bodies got me sweatin', shakin' in my sleep (Them bodies got me sweatin', oh)
It hurt to watch you leave, I think I'm in too deep (I think I'm in too deep)
I said the more I caught them slippin' once he creep (Catch him there)
It's platinum 'bows we have, boy, I need fifteen for P
Don't want no trouble here, them choppers near the streets (Uh)
Man, fuck this rap shit, fifteen piecе stuck in my Godard bag (In my Goyard bag)
Stuck in them trenches, but thе millions, now I'm tryna grab it (Uh, ooh)
Opp nigga better not run up, switch it (Frrt), fuck it, let 'em have it
Oh, I'm startin' to peep them niggas hatin' 'cause they know we have it (Ooh)
I'm tryna make love tonight, girl, I don't want no cookie (Oh no)
Can we get matchin' Richie's? Birkin? Hold my switches (Birkin? Hold my switches, ooh)
I'm at the black Suburban truck, I got straight zombies with me (I got straight zombies with me, mm)
G63, big body Benz, this ain't no fuckin’ Hemi (Big body Benz)
No, I won't ever leave the trap, them junkies callin' my burner (No, I won't ever leave the trap)
Got to think peaceful when I rap, try not talk about murder (Got to think peaceful when I rap)
I spin 'em all around, don't stop until they burnin' (Until they burnin')
I broke her heart, but she so fragile, I'm still learnin' (Ooh)
I lost the ones love and now my world ain't turnin' (You in my way, bae)
L'ma tryna spin 'em, stretch 'em, catch 'em all and purge 'em (Stretch 'em, catch 'em all and purge 'em)
Real ones in my lane 'cause I'ma step on shit for certain
Right now I'm hurtin', count up racks behind the Maybach Curtains (Racks behind the Maybach Curtains)
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