Back at the crib with the extras
These bitches be twerking impressive
I don't really listen to niggas
But we can get paper just like you suggested
I'm doing the splits with my niggas
The bag is a cake
I'm feeding my besties
I need like two hundred k for the summer
I'm working that night shift
Text me
Delivery man
I'm bagging the order
To make sure it get to you safely
Her man was cunt
I fucked on her once
Now he and his niggas they hate me
Still all them niggas gon pay me
None of these niggas gon' change me
Asking me how I be getting these bitches
My nigga I never been lazy
My nigga I never been sweet
On top of your head just check the receipts
Stay blowing her back and I'm keeping it brief
She promised her man she never gon' cheat
She telling me now she fuck with a g
I told I'm good, i just wanna p
I'm bussing that nut
I pull up Jeans
Hell yeah I'm a thot
I'm back in the streets
Okay
My shooter got boujee
He don't do walk ups
Now he gon' hop out the wraith
Man I had molly for breakfast
I ain't even like how it taste
Remember back then
I was hot in the head
Now it's clear man everything changed
Remember when niggas was moving like wassas
Now In a better domain
Fuck you
Fuck your friends
And fuck whoever you claim
Lately been feeling like Moor Sounds
I'm making it bang
Swear to my bitch
Word to my mother
I'm putting that shit on my chain
If I see a Nigga walk up to my bitch
I'm turning that boy to a stain
The better days coming I prayed
Dawn of the day
We bake
End of the night
We make
These niggas fugazi
Fake
I promise I'm guided by faith
That's faith in Allah
That's faith In the rate
That's faith in whoever know road
That's faith in the gang
That's faith in the weight
Back at the crib with the extras
These bitches be twerking impressive
I don't really listen to niggas
But we can get paper just like you suggested
I'm doing the splits with my niggas
The bag is a cake
I'm feeding my besties
I need like two hundred k for the summer
I'm working that night shift
Text me