eric wright

half-a-mil

always playing tenderoni when i smashed off

took her straight home after last call

do what you want if your cash large

told her its a wrap please forget it

take the salt and exit don't pass that

might see opm on the nasdaq

might see half-a-mil in the playlist

me and hb running the grave shift

we getting faded when it's dark out

and walking in the club like it's our house

tell your man chill he on his fourth foul

i might be on my 5th whip

i play it like some big whiz

and nah i don't forget shit

y'all act like i owe y'all something

get a bottle

get a chick man roll y'all something

got one in

girls wanna cuff him

bringing up

this like a nigga in the playoffs bussing

i might drop 50 for the titties in the stands

then

crazy girls vip 5 bands

7 girls on stage my niggas ain't playing

we get shit popping like eric fucking wright

she be in this bitch going hard every night

you fuck around and might get attached

and always wanna know where she at

i'm still waking up by myself

cause the words that i say make everything melt

yeah

she already knew my name

yeah

yeah

she already knew my name she ain't have to read my jersey

saw my zoomer chain and she started acting thirsty

finna put a thirty

like we at the forum

big game james workin' pulling off in a foreign

swisher sweet straight from the shell station

my og said young nigga be patient

blowing big tree

fucking up the window

c-cups in her tee

i use her for pillows

old white people staring at me in my chevy

while i get the bass right and adjust the setting

when can i hit again? girl that's just a question

niggas switched up on me i call that a blessing

this year i gotta double up the sales tax

still on your head like a wave cap

i still hit your friend with the fake ass

early morning send her home in them ray bans

ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

she already knew my name

ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

she already knew my name

ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

she already knew my name

let it hang

let it hang

ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

305 beating

two twelves charlie

and that be skeeting

ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

why you niggas mad?

alexander wang

diamond fangs on your bitch ass

go hard or take your ass home

take that choker off bitch you grown

skrt-skrt-skrt on your ass

i ain't got no porsche i got a mac

shoot yo ass up then hit sams

look at this

niggas look confused like

how you get the 'r8

top rank

whole blue lobster black mobster

go place smoke grape

red green rasta

iphone 8 came out and i'm still thuggin'

bitches on basketball wives ain't got no husbands

bitch i'll never be married

i'll never be your husband

i couldn't be your daddy

i probably fucked your cousin

she already knew my name

she already knew my name

she already knew my name

i never had no love for her