Sheesh
Oh my gosh
Yea
Yea
Sheesh
She was tryna flex on a young nigga
So I had to boss up
So I had to boss up
She was tryna flex on a young nigga told her that the stress was enough
Stress was enough
Now I'm on my grind
Now I'm on my shit
And you know I ride
And you know I dip
F*ckin with the guys
Yea yea that's my clique
If I tell em shoot they gone aim it at ya lip
It's Don
Yea
One phone call my niggas spinnin
You know they'll do it for a ticket
No Herbo but I ain't got no limit
I was very young and I lost all my feelings
Shawty hit my phone and she said that she gone ride
So I pull up late night
And I tell her hop inside
And you know that we gone get it
I give her this dick now she right back in her feelings
She was tryna flex on a young nigga
So I had to boss up
So I had to boss up
She was tryna flex on a young nigga told her that the stress was enough
Stress was enough
Now I'm on my grind
Now I'm on my shit
And you know I ride
And you know I dip
F*ckin with the guys
Yea yea that's my clique
If I tell em shoot they gone aim it at ya lip
It's Don
Yea
Runnin it up hunnid meter dash
Yea
Movin too fast
Money only thing stuck on my vision
Yea
Thumbin thru cash
Ima just do what I want
Ima be all in my bag
Ima hop out and I stunt
Dripping in designer fashion
One phone call I have her screaming
And you know late night
She just be fiendin
And if I tell her go she gone green it
She'll do it for no reason
She was tryna flex on a young nigga
So I had to boss up
So I had to boss up
She was tryna flex on a young nigga told her that the stress was enough
Stress was enough
Now I'm on my grind
Now I'm on my shit
And you know I ride
And you know I dip
F*ckin with the guys
Yea yea that's my clique
If I tell em shoot they gone aim it at ya lip
It's Don