Go
Riding around I'm making investments off a android
Text yo bitch on the side like ''I'm finna slide and lay that damn wood
I use to lurk in the grass behind apartments to make my bands good
Yeah, Ion mix well with actors, you non-factors
Ain't no damn wolves, y'all cattle
Shift the room up make you feel my presence, We Important
If I get called to sub know I'm finna ball like my last name Jordan
Bougie but ain't got sense to keep yo legs closed, you bitches horny(Ha!)
Running this shit to the floor and we out here dropping hot shit like a furnace
I'm high as f*ck trying make sense of this life like I'm a tweaker
Yo bitch play my songs and you gone beat her, so she turn on Keisha
Mop these niggas up, you super washed, go dry off on the bleachers
Seeing myself as all I'm made to ball, for that they feeling weaker, uh
Toast to this cause we deserve it
What's a op? Don't know what that is
Come here bae, you fine and Persian
How I'm flexing ain't use to have shit
Cheeks on my head when she twerking
Smoking fats in Black Suburban's
If I get mute just know they working
Self employed cause I ain't no servant
Killers outside, they be lurking
For my life, they taking yo shit
Sold out dates like Wham and Wunna
Beat her back in snatching sew-ins
Real authentic, f*ck all fronts
Pay up or we kicking doors in
'Member shit wasn't working out
I check the account and got some more in
Go
Uh huh
Yeah