Late nights drinking soju, I'on want you back
I thought I told you
Had to cut fake friends to make a mil, yeah
Bitches be weak, they tryna be me, yeah
Hoe booty, she was Brazilian
Everybody sad but the money feel good, yeah
Empty a clip, oh it's a mac
I'on give a shit when these dumb bitches chat (Oh)
(They) Switchin' up on you, even when you be familiar
See me stuntin' now she want me to be her baby
She tryna make me jealous, I'm busy turnin' tables
She prolly f*cking ten guys, got that thot label
Thick ass wallet, filling my pockets
Cash rainin' in, goin' up like a rocket
Bags of designer, I'm out with the homies
Me and my niggas, we all be rockin' it
Y'all already know, we ain't here to mess around
I see 'em tryna flex, these fakes tryna prove they live high like the clouds
Girl you know why you're around
You'd be lyin' if you said, it wasn't for the clout
Wanna be with me just to show your friends
That you living all high like the clouds
Late nights drinking soju, I'on want you back
I thought I told you
Had to cut fake friends to make a mil, yeah
Bitches be weak, they tryna be me, yeah
Hoe booty, she was Brazilian
Everybody sad but the money feel good, yeah
Empty a clip, oh it's a mac
I'on give a shit when these soft bitches chat (Oh)
Got me a couple of bands, 3am, don't know where we gonna land
Lemme get it on that, heard she don't got no mans
It ain't gon' be a secret, it ain't like contraband
Pull up with a .223 and show 'em what they're missing out on
See me drive into the distance, see that I'm far gone
Just give me a call if you wanna speak, give me a call
It'll feel like a treat (Treat)
Yo, what are they really doing
I'm losing peace left and right, but I ain't
Losing
Don't give a second chance because they can't prove it
My loyalty, it's no mystery of how I move yeah
Got a room, let's go
Got the whip, let's go
I robbed your heart but you still let go
I ain't trynna lose control, put in my heart and soul
They switch up and it ain't my fault
Put a dawg down, I end up with the crown
Too wavy, drop-top outta town
And I ain't give a damn that some bitches unfollowed me
First place they never really f*cked with me
In the end, they simply gon' swallow me
Rainy fit, I think the drip controlling me
Steady killin' the demons inside of me
Steady make it out, the trap trappin' me
Put a dawg down, I end up with the crown
Too wavy, drop-top outta town
And I ain't give a damn that some bitches unfollowed me
First place they never really f*cked with me
In the end, they simply gon' swallow me
Rainy fit, I think the drip controlling me
Steady killin' demons inside of me
Steady make it out, the trap trappin' me
Late nights drinking soju, I'on want you back
I thought I told you
Had to cut fake friends to make a mil, yeah
Bitches be weak, they tryna be me, yeah
Hoe booty, she was Brazilian
Everybody sad but the money feel good, yeah
Empty a clip, oh it's a mac
I'on give a shit when these soft bitches chat (Oh)
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Late nights drinking soju, I'on want you back
I thought I told you
Had to cut fake friends to make a mil, yeah
Bitches be weak, they tryna be me, yeah
Hoe booty, she was Brazilian
Everybody sad but the money feel good, yeah
Empty a clip, oh it's a mac
I'on give a shit when these dumb bitches chat (Oh)
(They) Switchin' up on you, even when you be familiar
See me stuntin' now she want me to be her baby
She tryna make me jealous, I'm busy turnin' tables
She prolly f*cking ten guys, got that thot label
Thick ass wallet, filling my pockets
Cash rainin' in, goin' up like a rocket
Bags of designer, I'm out with the homies
Me and my niggas, we all be rockin' it
Y'all already know, we ain't here to mess around
I see 'em tryna flex, these fakes tryna prove they live high like the clouds
Girl you know why you're around
You'd be lyin' if you said, it wasn't for the clout
Wanna be with me just to show your friends
That you living all high like the clouds
Late nights drinking soju, I'on want you back
I thought I told you
Had to cut fake friends to make a mil, yeah
Bitches be weak, they tryna be me, yeah
Hoe booty, she was Brazilian
Everybody sad but the money feel good, yeah
Empty a clip, oh it's a mac
I'on give a shit when these soft bitches chat (Oh)
Got me a couple of bands, 3am, don't know where we gonna land
Lemme get it on that, heard she don't got no mans
It ain't gon' be a secret, it ain't like contraband
Pull up with a .223 and show 'em what they're missing out on
See me drive into the distance, see that I'm far gone
Just give me a call if you wanna speak, give me a call
It'll feel like a treat (Treat)
Yo, what are they really doing
I'm losing peace left and right, but I ain't
Losing
Don't give a second chance because they can't prove it
My loyalty, it's no mystery of how I move yeah
Got a room, let's go
Got the whip, let's go
I robbed your heart but you still let go
I ain't trynna lose control, put in my heart and soul
They switch up and it ain't my fault
Put a dawg down, I end up with the crown
Too wavy, drop-top outta town
And I ain't give a damn that some bitches unfollowed me
First place they never really f*cked with me
In the end, they simply gon' swallow me
Rainy fit, I think the drip controlling me
Steady killin' the demons inside of me
Steady make it out, the trap trappin' me
Put a dawg down, I end up with the crown
Too wavy, drop-top outta town
And I ain't give a damn that some bitches unfollowed me
First place they never really f*cked with me
In the end, they simply gon' swallow me
Rainy fit, I think the drip controlling me
Steady killin' demons inside of me
Steady make it out, the trap trappin' me
Late nights drinking soju, I'on want you back
I thought I told you
Had to cut fake friends to make a mil, yeah
Bitches be weak, they tryna be me, yeah
Hoe booty, she was Brazilian
Everybody sad but the money feel good, yeah
Empty a clip, oh it's a mac
I'on give a shit when these soft bitches chat (Oh)
I thought I told you
Had to cut fake friends to make a mil, yeah
Bitches be weak, they tryna be me, yeah
Hoe booty, she was Brazilian
Everybody sad but the money feel good, yeah
Empty a clip, oh it's a mac
I'on give a shit when these dumb bitches chat (Oh)
(They) Switchin' up on you, even when you be familiar
See me stuntin' now she want me to be her baby
She tryna make me jealous, I'm busy turnin' tables
She prolly f*cking ten guys, got that thot label
Thick ass wallet, filling my pockets
Cash rainin' in, goin' up like a rocket
Bags of designer, I'm out with the homies
Me and my niggas, we all be rockin' it
Y'all already know, we ain't here to mess around
I see 'em tryna flex, these fakes tryna prove they live high like the clouds
Girl you know why you're around
You'd be lyin' if you said, it wasn't for the clout
Wanna be with me just to show your friends
That you living all high like the clouds
Late nights drinking soju, I'on want you back
I thought I told you
Had to cut fake friends to make a mil, yeah
Bitches be weak, they tryna be me, yeah
Hoe booty, she was Brazilian
Everybody sad but the money feel good, yeah
Empty a clip, oh it's a mac
I'on give a shit when these soft bitches chat (Oh)
Got me a couple of bands, 3am, don't know where we gonna land
Lemme get it on that, heard she don't got no mans
It ain't gon' be a secret, it ain't like contraband
Pull up with a .223 and show 'em what they're missing out on
See me drive into the distance, see that I'm far gone
Just give me a call if you wanna speak, give me a call
It'll feel like a treat (Treat)
Yo, what are they really doing
I'm losing peace left and right, but I ain't
Losing
Don't give a second chance because they can't prove it
My loyalty, it's no mystery of how I move yeah
Got a room, let's go
Got the whip, let's go
I robbed your heart but you still let go
I ain't trynna lose control, put in my heart and soul
They switch up and it ain't my fault
Put a dawg down, I end up with the crown
Too wavy, drop-top outta town
And I ain't give a damn that some bitches unfollowed me
First place they never really f*cked with me
In the end, they simply gon' swallow me
Rainy fit, I think the drip controlling me
Steady killin' the demons inside of me
Steady make it out, the trap trappin' me
Put a dawg down, I end up with the crown
Too wavy, drop-top outta town
And I ain't give a damn that some bitches unfollowed me
First place they never really f*cked with me
In the end, they simply gon' swallow me
Rainy fit, I think the drip controlling me
Steady killin' demons inside of me
Steady make it out, the trap trappin' me
Late nights drinking soju, I'on want you back
I thought I told you
Had to cut fake friends to make a mil, yeah
Bitches be weak, they tryna be me, yeah
Hoe booty, she was Brazilian
Everybody sad but the money feel good, yeah
Empty a clip, oh it's a mac
I'on give a shit when these soft bitches chat (Oh)
Writer: Bonn Corpuz
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