[Intro]
Yeah
Go, huh, for sure, come on
[Verse 1]
Sometimes, I don't like to talk, 'cause when I speak, I can't articulate (Nah)
Bae, I been tryna fuck, but you keep talkin' about this dinner date (Yeah)
This a brick, I'ma just cut the corner and serve a twenty-eight (It's a brick)
Drive-thru, twenty-four-hour service, we got fish filet (Uh)
Emilio Pucci swimsuit on your body just for getaways
Thinkin' about you every day but Friday, I been missin' plays
Type of nigga that take you out the projects, now you center stage (Uh-huh)
Right wrist cost a brick, it's full of diamonds, look like Minute Maid (I did)
Know I keep my shoes tied, know I keep a smooth ride (Yeah)
I keep bustin' in hеr when we be fuckin' 'causе her tubes tied
Every bitch I got exclusive shit, ain't nothin' basic (Exclusive)
Them folks been tappin' phones, I'ma keep a flip so they can't trace it (Uh)
This a rental, I'm speed racin', grew up fast, I need patience
In my stash, I keep a hundred, on my mama, at least eighty
You can't keep up with the youngin, he got what you need, baby
I got tired of spendin' money, tired of sellin' weed, baby (I did)
Back when it was black tee, don't show where your sack be (Uh)
Buddy pull up spinnin', we ran to him like a track meet (Facts)
I been ballin' hard since I was young like an athlete (Ballin')
I been runnin' circles around these niggas, they can't catch me (Uh)
Soldier life mentality (Yeah), Percocets to balance me (Percs)
I can't be no casualty, my son 'nem gon' be mad at me
I bought her some YSL just 'cause she was mad at me
We don't use no fuckin' scales, bitch, we got a factory
Take my pain out on the track, we pull up like back to back
Up the stick, you see a splat, niggas tryna catch a hat
I been gettin' money since the commons, go and ask Lil Pat
Brand-new Dior shades, they hater blockers, look like Men in Black (Yeah)
Keep my suit and tie on, nigga, always down to do some business (I did)
Bro can cook a whole one, nigga, always down to use the kitchen
They like, "Where you come from, nigga?" Bitch, I come up out the trenches
Puttin' that head up on a youngin, I bought her some new Givenchy (I did)
Yeah
Go, huh, for sure, come on
[Verse 1]
Sometimes, I don't like to talk, 'cause when I speak, I can't articulate (Nah)
Bae, I been tryna fuck, but you keep talkin' about this dinner date (Yeah)
This a brick, I'ma just cut the corner and serve a twenty-eight (It's a brick)
Drive-thru, twenty-four-hour service, we got fish filet (Uh)
Emilio Pucci swimsuit on your body just for getaways
Thinkin' about you every day but Friday, I been missin' plays
Type of nigga that take you out the projects, now you center stage (Uh-huh)
Right wrist cost a brick, it's full of diamonds, look like Minute Maid (I did)
Know I keep my shoes tied, know I keep a smooth ride (Yeah)
I keep bustin' in hеr when we be fuckin' 'causе her tubes tied
Every bitch I got exclusive shit, ain't nothin' basic (Exclusive)
Them folks been tappin' phones, I'ma keep a flip so they can't trace it (Uh)
This a rental, I'm speed racin', grew up fast, I need patience
In my stash, I keep a hundred, on my mama, at least eighty
You can't keep up with the youngin, he got what you need, baby
I got tired of spendin' money, tired of sellin' weed, baby (I did)
Back when it was black tee, don't show where your sack be (Uh)
Buddy pull up spinnin', we ran to him like a track meet (Facts)
I been ballin' hard since I was young like an athlete (Ballin')
I been runnin' circles around these niggas, they can't catch me (Uh)
Soldier life mentality (Yeah), Percocets to balance me (Percs)
I can't be no casualty, my son 'nem gon' be mad at me
I bought her some YSL just 'cause she was mad at me
We don't use no fuckin' scales, bitch, we got a factory
Take my pain out on the track, we pull up like back to back
Up the stick, you see a splat, niggas tryna catch a hat
I been gettin' money since the commons, go and ask Lil Pat
Brand-new Dior shades, they hater blockers, look like Men in Black (Yeah)
Keep my suit and tie on, nigga, always down to do some business (I did)
Bro can cook a whole one, nigga, always down to use the kitchen
They like, "Where you come from, nigga?" Bitch, I come up out the trenches
Puttin' that head up on a youngin, I bought her some new Givenchy (I did)
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