LND - Blame My Closet Lyrics

Woah, woah, I got it fire in the booth
Want me to tell her something, but nothing realer than the truth
She in love with Hellcats, but nun faster than this coupe
Bae you ridin' with the general, they play I send the troops
Oh it's nothin', Started with' nothin', turned it to somethin'
Shawty Super Bad' get to the crib, we Mclovin
Louis V Black, duffel bag, all hunnids,
Feel like Michael Jackson moonwalkin' in the function
Woah, She want a photo, these bands in my pants got em' saggin' so low
Shawty got a man, what's the plan, she ain't tryna go home
Feds got my beans in the can, I ain't seen em' in so long
On a sidenote I'm ballin', I'm so gnarly
Watch me pull up in that foreign that Watchacallit
Full speed ahead to that money, won't catch me joggin'
If I ever throw a fit, you gotta blame my closet
Yeah, I'm on these lil' boys head like a GoPro
Ice on me, got me feelin' like a snow cone
Doin' donuts, in that cat look like a cyclone
You see me, then you see my dog, like I'm Milo
Think I'm Michael Jackson, the way I thriller
Sayin' I'm Hot but with all this ice I can't get chiller
Believe it or not, on the way to the top and I can't give up
If you in my spot, then Rosa Parks, you gotta get up
Yeah, ain't mean no disrespect with that last line
If she play with me, that be the last time
Quick to pop a nigga like some grease in a cast iron
My brodie bought a Rollie just to pass time
Came a long way to the Benz from a Path Find
Three sevens on me like I hit the jackpot
Hit the lotto, on a high note
I'm not Hayden, but I met her out in Cabo
Woah, She want a photo, these bands in my pants got em' saggin' so low
Shawty got a man, what's the plan, she ain't tryna go home
Feds got my beans in the can, I ain't seen em' in so long
On a sidenote I'm ballin', I'm so gnarly
Watch me pull up in that foreign that Watchacallit
Full speed ahead to that money, won't catch me joggin'
If I ever throw a fit, you gotta blame my closet
It's LND baby,
It's just me baby