Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Reallyraw on the beat
Rosewood Swing
Yeah, let's go
Niggas say they got big bank, I can't tell
How you get jammed for twelve bands and ain't bail
If you makin' twenty-five in a week, that's real motion
I ain't pillow talking to hoes, that's real ho shit
If I don't really get shit else, I get money
When niggas think you owe 'em your earnings, it get funny
Shit that niggas bragging about, I been did
Long as I'm getting paid, everything is splendid
She got too many bodies on file, I don't acknowledge
I'ma go with the next best thing with less mileage
My ex might find a new nigga, he ain't me
If he ain't hit the first night, he ain't G
If he can't talk you out of your clothes, he ain't Rose
If he ain't making no income, we ain't close
We don't simp, we don't love 'em like HoodRich
If she bring back a hundred or better, that's good shit
I had been executed the plan when you was pacing
If he a dork, you just as lame if you adjacent
The problem with a lot of these niggas, they lack patience
Niggas pouring drink to enjoy relaxation
Niggas play the game real foul, that's real flagrant
I'ma pull him off of the field like Nick Saban
Niggas want the clout when you was supposed to get the cream
Niggas run off with a thousand on a million dollar scheme
Niggas do the most, just to trail you on
Look, I'm the real one, don't let them niggas tell you wrong
Long as Ben Frank got me, I'm not losing
Met a bad bitch next door, she part Cuban
How many cars you really own? And don't lie
And I keep the nine tucked in the seat, so don't try
I spray cologne over the Kush, and it smell good
I'll roll up any kind of leaf, but a stale wood
Turn that Brent Faiyaz up, that's my shit
When I hit shawty, you gotta bounce, no Netflix
I'm a September Virgo, I f*ck with Libras
I don't kick it with most niggas, niggas is divas
All up on the 'Gram with the cap, it don't stop
Niggas walk around in Neiman Marcus and don't shop
You can say you don't want cake, I can't relate
But as soon as I get straight, then we can skate
Yeah, ha, yeah
Straight like that, nigga, yeah
Northside Knights, boy
Boy, ha
I be sounding like Big Sean, be like, boy
You can't stop the rain
When it starts to pour
You can't stop the rain
These crazy motherf*ckers