Believer ​ericdoa (Ft. SportVVS)

[Chorus: ericdoa]
I turned a bad bitch, to a believer
[Come at me?] shame like I'm having a seizure
I'm fuckin' her once, ion need her
Sip sweet, margarita
Goin' fast yeah I'm breaking the meter
Smokin' cannabis straight out the beacon
I can't link if I know you're tweakin'
In the party, got blood on my sneakers

[Verse 1: ericdoa]
For the money, I'm up, I'm eager
Talk bread when you ask for a feature
Blowin' up, lil' bitch like a creeper
Said he got a homie, yo homie a dealer
You didn't say lil bitch got a fever
She eat dick, I gotta feed her
I'm alone, I don't need her
Up to the money I changed my demeanor
Whatchu doin' you not doin' it right
Callin' sport and you know he gon' slide
Baby Glock, it don't matter the size
Only money moves, I'm makin' strides
In the Beamer coupe, had a Glock
Down bad, yeah your card got declined
Slidin' with straight and slidin' with pride
Mess with my brothers, y'all gonna die
Goin' up, yeah this shit is a breeze
I get to the money, I get it with ease
Sound like a cop, makin' em freeze
You lookin' for work, then it ain't comin' free
Big blade, yeah I'm lookin' for war
New world, yeah we bought the whole store
She see the CD, that's Christian Dior
I step into Guess, yeah I call that shit gore