Jamal Bates 10kkev

[Intro]
(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)

[Verse]
Seven hundred-thirty days, I've been sippin' the last two years
Her and her sister tried to fuck, the shit was so weird
Tried to spread around the sauce, and I was burnt out
I felt like toothpaste in the morning, I was in her mouth
That might go over your head
He suckin' dick and catch a nut, that's what she doin' while you dead
I had to say that to an opp
Been stayin' lowkey 'cause everything I do they mock
You fuckin' copycat
Made a GoFundMe and I said I had a heart attack
Like my arteries clogged
Hop on the stage, rock thе show and then watch 'em applaud
I'm a rockstar
Unpredictablе, you would never know my next bar
Fat-ass mansion, you would never move next door
Ain't a dollar in your bank account, what you got it for?
Like, that shit pointless
A nigga wanna meet, he gon' have to set an appointment
You fucked a dirty-ass bitch, now you usin' ointment
It ain't gon' clear the bumps
I'll put a bullet in your head, then put you in my trunk
Have my niggas hoppin' out the van, but you ain't gettin' punked
Dog want some clout so bad, he out here pullin' stunts
Oh, you want a P and two pints? Let me pull some strings
Let me make a call
Fendi head to toe, I came out fresher than a bag of Halls
Found an old ID and that bitch say "Jamal Bates"
I sell my zazas by the P, you can't buy an eighth
My new crib got some docks, I need a boat
Green message bitch keep texin' me Android emotes
Picked her up, and I turned her on like the TV remote
I be paranoid, make sure you speak before you approach
Give me a heads-up
Took a lil' break from droppin', gave 'em a head start
Seen an opp whip and filled his gas tank with corn starch
Tryna hit him dead in the center like we playin' darts
I just put a stu' in the crib, just need an engineer
Who got a Navy fed and good credit? Give it here
Told the jugg, "This ain't no scam", I had to sound sincere
Dog was a bitch back in the day and turned out a queer
Shakin' my head
I ain't doin' shit, the maid servers makin' my bed
Yeah, I got a chef, but my girl makin' me breakfast
You know who play too much? Whoever made your necklace