I don't need no nigga, damn sure don't need no bitch
'Cause I'm on, wipe me down, talm' bout drip
Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip, drip
Where's the faucet
Damn. a nigga caught a stroke and it had costed me
We was down bad broke in Atlanta with no options
Fighting demons with the bros, had nowhere to go
So, we was car hoppin'
Either way it f*cking go, she gave me her heart, but then, I lost it
Huh
Yuh, I lost it
But, I found shit
Ou, I don't even know how I found that bit, huh
And that that rounding shit, ou
And she go for rounds and shit
Girl all my niggas be counting shit
Grown ass nigga flipping pounds and shit
Yuh, Yuh
Grown ass nigga, I ain't even want the bit to down this dick (Yuh, Yuh)
They know this my town and shit
This shit came from the ground and shit
I love when she count my shit
This bit real, no counterfeit
We been popping shit, 'cause we the shit
That's how it gotta be
She said when she met me, it felt like she hit the lottery
But, Cloud is trash, 12 be on my ass
Niggas still be getting racks, so she always say she
Proud of me
I'm back on xans, and I'm knowing they not proud of me
I'm moving different 'cause im knowing what I gotta be
You better listen 'fore them niggas hit your artery
Like 21, you had no heart
So you had left me all by myself
Now I do drugs all by myself
And now, I stack munyun on the shelf
And I did some f*ck shit, it won't help
A nigga got petty
Told that ho "Stay in your lane, this shit not Andretti's"
I told my new bitch, let me know
When she ready
Yuh, I lost it
But, I found shit
Ou, I don't even know how I found that bit, huh
And that that rounding shit, ou
And she go for rounds and shit
Girl all my niggas be counting shit
Grown ass nigga flipping pounds and shit
Yuh, Yuh
Grown ass nigga, I ain't even want the bit to down this dick (Yuh, Yuh)
They know this my town and shit
This shit came from the ground and shit
I love when she count my shit
This bit real, no counterfeit
(Shorty real, no counterfeit)