As if I don't know why your face so blunt Bet a real nigga try to tell you what it is You was standing screaming, "no the fuck it ain't" Why the fuck you came? Why he never will? Funny cause those same conversations got A young roll running life straight to the bank And I ain't got beef, but if it's bread on my head I must take the situation Say you got hittas but the boys real hittas Ain't tweeting with location Put in work, dip vacation, pouring out
Little for my niggas lord knows that they should've made it And I don't like niggas screaming "live life" when you living life like a pussy Green dot goals get sick to my niggas lord pray they keep on pushing Pray I keep moving, know I keep it thugging Fuck a hater nigga man I never seen them niggas Cause they never seen nothing Never felt my pocket, same niggas plotting Same niggas with her now staring at the Motherfucking internet like "we did it! "
But we ain't even made it, I'm just getting fucking faded Belaire rose and I'm sipping on this shit like "mm this tasty" Man I swear I can taste it Looking at this money man, motherfuckers swear I had to chase it Now I sit on my couch and I'm pushing hands up like the bitch you been Fucking these niggas she met on the road Bitches at my house they want alarm codes But I don't know you Now it's love in the city, where the love in the city?
Motherfucker, we don't owe you Motherfucker, we don't owe you Bitch wiggle, we don't know you Sipping belaire rose Talking to your bitch about foreplay And I bet she know where the gang stays And I bet she know where the gang hang, gang bang Got my nigga, running behind me with shot buck Installed he look like chief keef saying bang bang
Call a nigga beth, call this shit a hit And I don't need no motherfucking plaque Get the fuck off my dick Got a fuck nigga sick Fuck the g man, they shot me You the same bitch nigga Yeah the same lame nigga Motherfucka just want me