Right here with it
Yea, Kay
I'm on my transcendence
Bands spending
Plugged like a antenna
Live inside her head
Rent free
Imma damn tenant
P bitch
Get it on your tit, or on a damn necklace
Stay inside the box
Funny tho, cause they cant check em
I promise Ma, I'm on my way up
Thought he had some hot shit
Drop my shit and fuck his day up
Niggas changing teams
Guess he don't know what we made of
Then wanna relink
No bra, like a A- Cup
Stay there
Past the point that I could play fair
Back to sonnin' niggas, turn this shit into a day care
Want that old money
Yeah the type that come with gray hair
Used to want the eighth
Now a nigga want them acres
Yea
Bitch I'm tryna get my land up
Fans up
Bands up
Hands up
Aye
Want some Gucci pants, new jams and a lamb truck
Grandma laughin' to the bank
Bills paid
Yea
Been in my bag like toiletries
Like my top messy and I like my box oily
Ya niggas got glocks
But do ya niggas got loyalty
My writtens got hot
And now these bitches tryna spoil me
Yea
Twenty-three new visions
Im tryna feed all of my niggas like soup kitchens
I'm tryna wine and dine my chick
Yeah Ruth Chris it
Big blessings falling out my hands like loose mittens
The flow bout sweet as Auntie Annes
And dudes kissing
So they can never stop my plans, I'm too driven
Just had to get that off my chest like Rue Skitzin
(Rue from Euphoria yelling)
I promise Ma, I'm on my way up
Thought he had some hot shit
Drop my shit and fuck his day up
Niggas changing teams
Guess he don't know what we made of
Then wanna relink
No bra, like a A- Cup
Stay there
Past the point that I could play fair
Back to sonnin'niggas, turn this shit into a day care
Want that old money
Yeah the type that come with gray hair
Used to want the eighth
Now a nigga want them acres