Yerrr
Uh
Move off emotions you gone f*cking lose
Ya girl or this rap shit shit
Gotta f*cking choose
Stop coming up wit shit and make some f*ckin' moves
I see why I'm a god now
Dey can't fill my f*ckin shoes
You on my time now
And I got shit to lose
I just work here my nigga
Iont make the rules
These niggas love to be first
This shit April fools
Made the transition you didn't
Now you look like food
My Old head taught me patience
Walking dead taught me
No matter what end of the world
It's gone be niggas hating
All these big dawg
Y'all need to big chill
A do a big deal
Now you a big deal
Ima throw her a tip if she tip drill
Look you Goofy ass niggas need to sit still
A Y'all the reason my shit took bout 10 years
I had big plans wit it
But big fears
Lost some bread if I couldn't see then
Bet the house if you test my vision now
That shit big clear
Who ain't runnin this shit ?
Bitch where ?
If make a 100 man
Gotta break down in 10
All my bitches gotta eat
Cut my bitch some dividends
What the hell is settling
If I want 60 for it
Come back when you got it then
Pussy be long forgotten
Bet that hoe get wet again
Lookin for my check
Only time you catch me checking in
F*ck these other niggas
They just trying to get the upper hand
Flipping thru some rubber band
Smoking on couple strains
My girl roll the blunt like she from Japan
I'm not these other niggas girl
We gone get some bread
I can guarantee some shit
Just Stick to the plan
You get the love different
Just don't have me out here lookin
Like
Where my bitches at
Long term
Couple hoes left a nigga
Took the wrong turn
Couple still checkin me
Bet it still burn
One thing about them tables
They gone U
Cancel them plans
We making new ones
Yeah I blew the advance
I'll get anew one
These keys aint khaled's
These the new ones
And if the bitch ain't down
Then she gone lose one
We Gucci