[ Featuring G Herbo ]
Yeah
That's it right there, keep it going
This is gonna be a one take
Yeah, here we go again
Lights was off at mama house, so she couldn't see my vision
Go ask your bro, I broke the law, and flew pounds in my city
I'm in the Lamb' truck gettin' my dick sucked
Light-skin, dark-skin, I want both of 'em
Let me know some
Two hoes slid on me but I want three, I need a foursome
I already got a ho, I don't want no ho talkin' 'bout she wholesome
I don't need no more clout, ho, watch your mouth, always tryna post some
Keep my Glock on me, I hop out front seat tryna smoke some
Keep the questions, I don't know nothin'
Glizzy don't need a beam, but like a green dot, bitch, you know it's comin'
Soon as we leave his team
We just gon' flee the scene
My shooters score with ease
We don't even need a screen
Yeah, my shooter score with ease
Soon as he see him, he squeeze
Ridin' 'round town in a matte black truck
With 5% tint, with skis on
I be tryna, uh, get in her pants, get in the endzone
I be tryna, uh, trap all day like a trap star
On my grind but I don't skate
Ask me shit, I plead the Fifth
Get a big check on the first
Yeah, I love but I don't need her
I was down bad but I turnt up quick, got that win again
Losses turned to lessons, I'm the truth, they can't do this shit
And I'm scheming hard, niggas know I'm a problem
I be in the projects, bro serve Oxycodone
He be playing with that white shit like he be serving Coca-Cola
I be I be I be keepin' my pistol like I'm poster
I be quick to get on a nigga ass like he owe some
Broski ridin' Jag', do the dash like he stole some
We don't even pull up Jags, ridin' new ones like the old ones
F*ckin' up that sack, buying platinum like it's gold
I be, I be quick to slut a bitch, she don't mean none
Then get drunk and text her phone quick like I need some
You can't talk like you love these hoes, I don't either
Feed her dick and then she call me piss, I won't feed her
She don't even trip, uh
On my neck a kit, uh
On my right a brick, uh
In my left a switch, uh
I make bitches lit
So I left her lit
I got with her rich
So I left her rich
We ain't trippin' 'bout this shit
We ain't never been trippin'
This shit end
This shit gon' never end
Shit I spent on a bitch, I spend on a friend
Shit I spend on broski, we spent on Benzes
No bap, for real
We was in the trenches, hunnid K cash before rap
I was rappin' but I wasn't snappin'
Me and my niggas was clappin', that's how I made it happen
Before rappin' we was trappin'
Shit ain't a movie, but we want action
