Uh, Uh
TopOpp shit
6ix shit
Go
Lifestyle, that I live, she don't wanna deal with it
Say I be with too many bitches, but I just try to mind my business
Them bags been played with, if it ain't no vacuum seal with it
Mama said: Why you always fucked up? Nigga, you the meal ticket
Threw back three of them things some hours ago
Nigga, I'm still itchin'
It's fuck twelve the 45 hit him, he scream like a K-9 bit 'em
My bro said he tryna make niggas examples
And I feel with him
Hit that one way throwin', we pull off down the street, he still tryna hit 'em
Throwin' slick shots in them interviews, I was tryna kill with 'em
Sittin' at the table with some white men, talkin' bout six figures
He was bangin' blood but now he Crip, he Tommy Hilfiger
I done let off rounds and took off out of town, for a lil' minute
Niggas mad, I done turnt up and made it out my city
I need three shots, to that boy head, I ain't [?]
I go broke, I'm slimin' niggas down, give me that Richard Mille
Chasing the high, I'm fucked up, just thinkin' bout who really with me
Snitchin' on your mans, so why the fuck would you think we'd be friends?
Done ran up too much bands, it can't even fit up in my rubber bands
She get in one glance of all this cash, she tryna pull down her pants
Get blew down nigga, I ain't tryna wrestle, ain't Beasley and Lance
She just got her lashes done, tryna seduce me
I want a million dollars, she want designer two-piece
I don't care to follow hoes, she might be a groupie
And my tolerance too high to die from pills, you gotta shoot me
She get, what she want 'cause she's bougie
They know, our relationship's just like a movie
Drop a bag, get a nigga block wet like jacuzzi
And that's what I'm used to, so I let 'em use me (uh, uh)
Lifestyle, that I live, she don't wanna deal with it
Say I be with too many bitches, but I just try to mind my business
Them bags been played with, if it ain't no vacuum seal with it
Mama said: Why you always fucked up? Nigga, you the meal ticket
Threw back three of them things, some hours ago
Nigga, I'm still itchin'
It's fuck twelve the 45 hit him, he scream like a K-9 bit 'em
My bro said he tryna make niggas examples
And I feel with him
Hit that one way throwin', we pull off down the street, he still tryna hit