I gotta make you slit your wrist if you go against this
And ever since I got in, shit I stayed in the mix
I ain't never lived there, but I stayed in the bricks
I can't really say too much, but bro playin' with
Nah, I can't say too much
Said I was comin' and I didn't, she said I play too much
I sent a fifty to her app, like, let me pay for lunch
Know, I miss that touch
Back when I was smokin' them, she used to split my dutch
Nah, I don't lick no butt, nah, I don't kiss no ass
And I ain't really claimin' shit they all up for grabs
You know I kill it in the whip, we foggin' up your glass
Back then, she blocked my shots all off the glass
Got inside of my bag, had to double the bag
Like Monopoly Man, how I run with the bag
And it's like three or four of them, so I'm jugglin' bags
And baby girl on her shit, so she come with a bag
If I hit you off with one, just don't fumble the bag
Got a face around my city, so we slid through the back
Said she feelin' me, I'm feelin' you back
Know I'm used to runnin' wild with no feelings attached
Mixed feelings, said she still bump that
She let us play and you still cuffed that, sheesh
I think it's all in the wrist, now watch it still jump back
Like Big Worm, know I still front packs
I need my money on time and not a day late
I chopped work and I ate right off the same plate
And me and bro really did numbers off the same skates
How we acceptin' these hoes, I gotta blame Drake
I told her keep it confidential for my name's sake
I might let her tell a friend, but that friend gon' tell a friend
That shit'll never end
I told my youngin' just go hard and put some effort in
I let the women sneak the weapon in
I got niggas in the feds, lookin' at me like you better win