fell out with my bitch
i ain't call her enough
dope in my system
i'm all the way up
fell out with my bitch
i ain't call her enough
dope in my system
i'm all the way up
lately this money unstoppable
perc from the doctor
this straight out the hospital
told on your gang and you ain't have a rock on you
get your respect that's impossible
she wanna fuck 'cause i'm popular
drano
my nigga
let's fuck up a block or two
eight years ago
i be robbin' you
no reason i got to lie to you
we got the molly
the sour
the xans
the powder too
i needed fendi ran outta school
we ain't gon' never play by the rules
made that lil' bitch get up out the room
i got on dolce gabbana from next year
fuck the airport
i get called when the jet here
bust the philippe when the check clear
we don't tolerate disrespect here
bitch you annoying quit calling my phone with the dumb shit
i had a pack in the trunk
see how quick i make it front flip
stay away from niggas if they don't want shit
i'm on a pill think i'm moonwalkin'
good niggas die
i done seen that shit too often
louis my loafers
my boo bought 'em
bad bitch from new orleans
no she don't do talking
secrets is safe with her
i'm in a wraith with her
new camera might make a tape with her
i'ma just fuck while you dating her
i might vacation her
nigga i'm lying
she tryna go to jamaica
my focus is paper
i'm selling
who buying
diamonds all on me
stand out with the lions
avoided indictments
ghost with no licence
dope in my system
i'm all the way up
so many nights in the hallway was stuck
i got on gucci you ain't never seen
fell out with my bitch
i ain't call her enough
dope in my system
i'm all the way up
so many nights in the hallway was stuck
i got on louis you ain't never seen
fell out with my bitch
i ain't call her enough
we don't drive by
we just walk up and bust
shut the fuck up
bitch
you talking to much
i posted up in the hallway with dust
perc in my body
i'm all the way stuck
keep your pistol if you talk like you tough
artificial bitches talking 'bout nothin'
vip me i just walked up with money
coughing up hunnids
yeah
bitch
i'm all the way blunted
promoter scared to book me
all of us coming
jump right out the pussy
go get the money
run up the bag and
bitch
i got it jumping
thinking back
in the trap i had a onion
i broke it down with cuh and bagged up the dummies
junkies scratching
on they back
got a monkey
ran off on the plug
now that could get ugly
i told her don't act like you love me
if i got some product
come package it for me
the minute i step out the wagon
they touch me
it's no better feeling than having this money
dusty lil' nigga
they acted so funny
they used to ignore
now they act like they want me
i be on tour
getting bags out the country
my daughter got christian dior on the onesie
everything that i roll up look like gumby
all of my women belong on a centerfold
i keep me one on the side like a dinner roll
she grab the dick like she working the stripper pole
pull up like
what is the business bro?"