Rose gold AP
Two hundred plane
I don't know what that is
Youngster my shit bang
My shit bossy
My shit flooded
Tell you something bout
Them three big letters
We getting money y'all
Want a hundred now (bitch)
We used to run shit down (yeah)
Used to be half Bose
Now it's two hundred pounds
I fit hit the house with Benz and bling
Ten thousand to a bitch
If she seen my kiss
Another tens to her friend
Who been all on my dick
If she ain't on her second Benz
She don't know me at all
Keeping it real with me
They used to fuck with the dog
How screaming
Hell no this nigga they lost
And if they don't wanted her
I'm standing this tall
To all my niggas on the year
All this shit is for y'all
Get here in a hurry
Fake page be tripping
They playing it dirty
But I'm still fucking they bitches
Lou I mention my nigga
At the trap I went out dirty
Bring me five thousand again
I'm going for fifty
All the fine bottles of spade
I'm doing the pieces
How you duck all them race
I wasn't in the city
I don't trust no bitch
Yeah I don't trust how they rate me
Whore shit
But if I'm rich then nigga my whore rich
And if I'm lit then nigga we both lit
I don't trust no nigga
Show you how to make
A hundred thousand in four minutes
I mix wives and gold diggers
Doggy and cold niggas
Used to fuck with your whole nigga (ain't got no nigga)
I don't get no fuck
Stars in a rolls truck around me for bucks
She a good bitch how
When I'm getting her a dollars
Remember skit on the hour
Remember fourteen job
Yeah pussy
I don't trust no hoe (no)
You know me can get birds on the low (low)
Rest in peace to shatter
Lil put my dog on the floor (go)
I was serving Fans
Bitch em taught it was some blow (gang gang)
You know ain't give no fuck
That's why I come outside
With my tool to talk (gat that nothing)
I'm a lethal weapon
Fuck with me
Somebody come shoot you up
Nigga sending shots
I'm sending shots back at a dude to trust
You got smoke with me
I swear to God you don't even who to durr
Wayne took my guys
Did that, hurt my pride
Ain't no need to jump off in my ride
I'll been in your slide
Only demon shit late night shit
Creeping bombing plies
Thieves been focus on them
Fuck with me somebody gotta die
Homicide we the guys ain't no stoping
Till they free the guys
Niggas ain't silent
They turned they phones off
Try to lead the guys
Bro we ain't tripping
You know me gang I'm sinning core side
Send them lil pussies start dogging it
Smoke weed and we all let it slide
I bought her AP for my lil bitch took her out
Pay for her ass and her titties
But I don't dock her (no)
Real made man
You know mama made a hustler (mama raised a hustler)
I was the one sitting work
I've never been a custom (never been a custom)
Play with me on sight
I shoot you down ain't tryna test up
He shoots with his ain't got shit to say
I know they'll force her
You know we'll kick you
Out of the camp quick if you turn burst her
Know I got no love for
No mother fucker sucker