i get the bag freestyle

you get the bag and fumble it

i get the bag and flip it and tumble it

car came with a slut in it

then i made the bitch cum in it

double cupping it no lean just the red punch with the rum in it

silky on

fresh whit tee with the constructs on thugging it

the block hot so i'm tucking it

glizzy came with a drum in it

treat my nina like my old hoe start acting up and i'm dumping it

i don't really play the scenes

like ad i'm in the cut with it

louis bag with the hunnits in it

quarter million in it had to stuff it in it

wake and bake in the oven with it

if it ain't skunkin i ain't fucking with it

white cars with the black rims

but the inside peanut butter with it

still gutter with it

still red colors with it

still blood for my brother with it

benz truck put my mother in it

these checks keep on repeating

bank account got a stutter in it

bitch nigga i'm eating

treat the pussy like a plumber nigga

put my plunger in it she screaming

kickin hoes out the hotel

like a punter with it they schemin

not stupid or a sucker nigga

hoes wanna come up i peep it

young nigga from the concrete

now i'm seeing palm trees

tryna get a double r on my car keys and on the car seats

pocket full of parsley

glock in arm reach can't harm me

mix the jamba juice with the jungle juice now i'm feeling saucy

feeling like the old me can't hold me

in the hood still moving dolie

if you ain't gang gang can't bro me

can't say you love me gotta show me

she said its hard to communicate

cause i only send emojis

i don't show no emotions

can't let you know me

swag dripping nose bleed

gave away my rollies

they was getting old to me

i know that was bold of me

niggas ain't as cold as me

shordy got a whole nigga but she in the club poking me

tryna get a hold of me

i should take her in the bathroom

but that would be the hoe in me

ass looking like a baboon

man fuck it bring the hoe with me

covered up with tattoos

it compliment the polo tees

if them haters got a attitude

hit em with shoulder lean

milly rockin through the bad vibes

time is money

and if it ain't about the money

i don't have time

that slowed me down the last time

so i made that the last time

now its stack rack time

prolly been a wavy nigga

like back back in my past time

all these funny looking niggas rapping

and they ain't really saying shit

and i won't say i hate the shit

i just won't play the shit

still the queen out the brook

my crown still fit me right

still in the streets like a city bike

still posted like a city light

hadda get my pennies right

hadda change my diet up just to get me right

i remember plenty nights

living that henny life never did me right

now its more like plenty life

can't settle down gotta busy life

i already know what that kitty like

i'm just tryna see what that bentley like

cut a lot of niggas off

i bet they talk about me

fuck what you think and fuck what you thought

better off without me

i'm better off with less than more around me

fake nigga walk around me

no security no cops never had the law around me

prolly me and three niggas

i just gotta keep killing

getting wins outta loses

gotta keep meek millin'

we living we billin

fat blunts weed spilling

i invested in the weed business

cause i'm just tryna see millions

in the stu cooking up

cooking up

hadda put my feet in it

when life threw me lemons

i made lemon squeeze with it

no i don't need women

i don't know how i could keep women

i think i'm a good nigga

but i guess they see different

can't get a girl pregnant

so i made my pockets pregnant

money calling 9/11

got 7 figures but i can't stop at 7

naw man gotta get it

getting guap till i die

still get the guap in heaven

cause me and god we connected

and we got a great connection

praying with my pistol on me

but that's just for my my protection

hennessy was my obsession

just to get through my depression

that was kinda my confessions

we need more spittas

less funny looking niggas

that's just my suggestion