(Hail-Hail-Hailmary)
Yeah
Tell me what you heard bout me
I ain't got no sleep in a week
F*ck my hoe I got her legs weak
Work hard I buy her that alyx
She doing the most I do the least
When I f*ck my hoe I tote my piece
I ain't seen my bitch in a minute
But I love my hoes independent
She gon lick it up when I finish
GLE never could be rented
Move in silence, windows tinted
Get your ass popped, state your business
I get hella green, hella lettuce
Girl I'm tryna see where your head is
I'm tryna see where your mind at
You tell me you feel trapped
I told you I'll pick up my act
But you ain't fond of that
I know I been MIA
I swear I'm gonna hit you back
Just take my hand and you never gon wanna go back
We pop prada tags, louis stores, birkin bags
I got hella racks in my pants make me sag
I love fashion, yeah my bitch hella swag
I love violence glock up on my f*cking lap
Tell me what you heard bout me
I ain't got no sleep in a week
F*ck my hoe I got her legs weak
Work hard I buy her that alyx
She doing the most I do the least
When I f*ck my hoe I tote my piece
I ain't seen my bitch in a minute
But I love my hoes independent
She gon lick it up when I finish
GLE never could be rented
Move in silence, windows tinted
Get your ass popped, state your business
I get hella green, hella lettuce
Girl I'm tryna see where your head is