(I see dead people)
Aye, uh
Uh, oh no, no, aye
Uh, yeah
Ok
All about my cheese, my cheddar, I'on really fuck with niggas
Bought a new gun, a barrel long, I ain't gotta touch a nigga
Food fight buss a nigga, oh you with a couple niggas
I ain't really worried, 'cause I got a 30
Lose all respect, put a Tec to yo' neck, yeah
He don't want no vest, but coco 'bout to flex
Yeah, I fuck with Khalid, but this ain't we the best
For that brown paper bag she let me leave it on her chest, aye
Niggas tried to take a nigga style, but I'm too versatile
I'm riding with a foul, that tech long
Fake smiles, fake crowds, I swear I hate niggas
Fake niggas, tell my brother gon' and face a nigga
Won't none see a dead body, hop off in this ride with me, vibe with me
Deuce Papi, she tryna slide with me
Roll with me, she not a freak don't bring that hoe with me
Gotta go and buy some more diamonds, these hoes be gold digging
I wear my feelings on my sleeve, sympathy I don't need
And before a nigga die, I gotta plan it in yo' neese, yeah
Got a good bitch, made that bih get on her knees
And them bitches I'on fuck with no more, they can't reach
Put yo' trust in God, 'cause I'ma leave some scars
You gon' fall in love and I'ma fall in this new car
Say oh, oh, oh, I know you heard about it
Lame hoes telling lies to everybody
Say my old hoe hang with my old hoe
Fuck that bitch, she fucked the snitch, ooh, I had to let you go
I let a lot of lame niggas and bitches merge in my lane
But they staring through the review 'cause the youngin' going insane, like
(No, no, no, no, oh) aye
(Oh, no, no, no, no) aye
(Oh, no, no, no, no) aye
(Aye) aye, aye, aye, aye (oh, na, na, na, na, na)