yo
you know that bitch?
come on
son
you know i know this bitch
you know that bitch
we used to see her at the store every mornin'
the 2-4
crescent?
exactly
i used to fuck her sister but you ain't know that though
we gon' do tellys upstairs with judy
upstairs with judy! got 'em!
uh
acknowledge i'm sent
christian dior probably my scent
five percent tint
that money dirty
gotta get rinsed
i'm probably in philly
auntie block
high
eatin' fish
diamond my wrist
better than the block pumpin'
tryna get rent
not in my circle? then you tryna get spent
we're tryna get rich
pull up knockin' gladys on niggas
the way we livin' might embarrass you niggas
might fade to black on you niggas
depressed faces
they sad
mad i actually did it
the homie died
i went and tatted my nigga
pinky ringin'
me and four ladies at brunch
got attitudes like they came on the bus
can't make this up
cigar smoke lingerin'
this gun on me large
it's not medium
just got off them papers
he smokin' weed again
they was callin' me bro
catch a shot over that nautica boat
i'm a wolf
never call me the goat
they all wanna know
betcha don't know what's goin' on
the streets don't love you like i do
betcha don't know what's goin' on
the streets don't love you like i do
ooh. y'all don't even know
betcha don't know
yeah
my side different
they callin' us when the vibe driftin'
we the wave that got the tides shiftin'
i move weight
never tried liftin'
never leave it
gotta ride with 'em
you nosey niggas probably tried sniffin'
real tissue
the bros will wipe your nose
makin' friends with the money expose all type of foes
i be super fly
these hoes just wipe my clothes
she's a easy target
you 'posed to snipe at those
in the rolls doin' 60
bumpin' that nipsey
shorty with me kind of tiny
one drink and she tipsy
always think she know somethin'
be callin' her gypsy
told her
believe it or not