deal

i had money

way before the deal

still ain't got no deal

i'm flexing looking like a meal

everything i spit a hit

i flex like doctor phil

you ain't in the field

homies dying

boy you squeal

aye

i was gangster way before them glocks

grew up in the south ain't never banged another block

for bitch to see the hoe in you

your nigga was a opp

how you ain't a star

i'll beat you at the top

mac eleven heaven clip

hope you go to heaven bitch

ain't no back and forth

lambo straight up off the dealership

get some head and then i dip

stop

all that capping

running lip

i'm echelon

i'm off a zip

like a doll

bye bitch

backwood

just like me

some dirty and a sprite

let you pipe my bitches twice

my money long it made me nice

i got shit i never had

double digits do the math

bet that bitch ain't go to school

who she passing looking ass

bitches ain't gon' never pop

but tryna compete

don't fuck with goofy niggas

bitches

i like savages freaks

what's a team with dumb bitches

i be riding with heat

try to help these hoes

i failed

but they was aiming at me

cut throat killer bitch

slow

break a kilo

i'm a gang banger

real bitch

bout my pesos

gotta lay low

feds watching

wanna take my mans

don't you?

semi automatics

for niggas who be speaking on me

i had money

way before the deal

still ain't got no deal

i'm flexing looking like a meal

everything i spit a hit

i flex like doctor phil

you ain't in the field

homies dying

boy you squeal

aye

i was gangster way before them glocks

grew up in the south ain't never banged another block

for bitch to see the hoe in you

your nigga was a opp

how you ain't a star

i'll beat you at the top

let's talk about these bitches

how they capping

run them numbers up

asian doll

i'm never slacking

girl your really dumb

throwing gangs you don't know

i'm a real doll

ten toes on the floor

white bitch booted and she sniffing all the coke

roll a backwood

five grams in that hoe

texas lean gold

pussy sweeter than a roll

riding with your nigga he be pressing on my toes

blow you like a candle light

i get higher than a kite

bells in the mail

bitch you stupid

you can't spend the night

i got cheat codes to the game

that's why i'm winning

you a goofy when you fumble

that's why you losing

bullets hot like the sun

targets make you run

put a beam on that bitch

target from the sun

all these bitches wanna do is just wash away

how they fuck you ride around with a pussy 8?

i had money

way before the deal

still ain't got no deal

i'm flexing looking like a meal

everything i spit a hit

i flex like doctor phil

you ain't in the field

homies dying

boy you squeal

aye

i was gangster way before them glocks

grew up in the south ain't never banged another block

for bitch to see the hoe in you

your nigga was a opp

how you ain't a star

i'll beat you at the top