Uh
She want all my love, but I'm tryna beat the clock
Brand new 2020, what? I just took it off the lot
All these bitches, they the same, don't get caught up in these thot
Nigga reachin' for my chain, nigga play, come and try
Pay on swipin' through these lanes, tell them car to step aside
Lil' bro ain't tryna use his brain, we already know he ain't got no fire
I go Louis V, it's 2BJ, can't match my fly
She wanna f*ck, tell me to drop that low, sorry I'm not that guy
Look at these niggas, all on Instagram, told them come and slide
Walked in the mall, I didn't even buy nothin', sorry I couldn't decide
Seven o'clock, I ain't even ate nothin', you know that I'm keepin' my nine
I know some real niggas that cut they morals off, they tender dick
Hittin' that hoe from the back, she losin' the track, and I know she feelin' it
Met a hoe on a spiritual journey, I cut her off cause she celibate
My bitch get mad at all of these hoes on my phone, but baby, I'm heaven sent
Getting these bags, we sellin' it, new car off the lot, I'm revvin' it
I'm hittin' that white hoe, throw my fist up, know that I scream black power
That nigga ain't got no pot to piss in, f*ck you, mean take a shower
This bitch walk in with her tongue piercin', tryna eat dick for hours
My bitch mad that I'm cheatin' again, told her I bring some flowers
You throwin' a rock while you hide in your hand, you ain't got some nigga a coward
Four, four, seven, six, two, two, two, three
That's your nigga, know he mad as hell, he cannot be me
Me and my brothers tryna get rich, feelin' like Big Meech
Nigga think I'm really lackin' with these garments, come and see
Every time you got your hand out, boy, you lookin' like a leech
Want some blues in your pocket, come tap in and pay the fee
Nigga reachin' for my chain, nigga, play, come and try
Bae, I'm swervin' through these lanes, tell them car to step aside
Lil' bro ain't tryna use his brain, we already know he ain't got no fye
I go Louis V, and Subi jeans, can't match my fire
She wanna f*ck, tell me to drop that low, sorry, I'm not that guy
Look at this nigga, all on Instagram, told him to come and slide
Walked in the mall, I didn't even buy nothin', sorry, I couldn't decide
Seven o'clock, I ain't even ate nothin', you know that I'm keepin' my nine
I'm keepin' my nine
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Uh
She want all my love, but I'm tryna beat the clock
Brand new 2020, what? I just took it off the lot
All these bitches, they the same, don't get caught up in these thot
Nigga reachin' for my chain, nigga play, come and try
Pay on swipin' through these lanes, tell them car to step aside
Lil' bro ain't tryna use his brain, we already know he ain't got no fire
I go Louis V, it's 2BJ, can't match my fly
She wanna f*ck, tell me to drop that low, sorry I'm not that guy
Look at these niggas, all on Instagram, told them come and slide
Walked in the mall, I didn't even buy nothin', sorry I couldn't decide
Seven o'clock, I ain't even ate nothin', you know that I'm keepin' my nine
I know some real niggas that cut they morals off, they tender dick
Hittin' that hoe from the back, she losin' the track, and I know she feelin' it
Met a hoe on a spiritual journey, I cut her off cause she celibate
My bitch get mad at all of these hoes on my phone, but baby, I'm heaven sent
Getting these bags, we sellin' it, new car off the lot, I'm revvin' it
I'm hittin' that white hoe, throw my fist up, know that I scream black power
That nigga ain't got no pot to piss in, f*ck you, mean take a shower
This bitch walk in with her tongue piercin', tryna eat dick for hours
My bitch mad that I'm cheatin' again, told her I bring some flowers
You throwin' a rock while you hide in your hand, you ain't got some nigga a coward
Four, four, seven, six, two, two, two, three
That's your nigga, know he mad as hell, he cannot be me
Me and my brothers tryna get rich, feelin' like Big Meech
Nigga think I'm really lackin' with these garments, come and see
Every time you got your hand out, boy, you lookin' like a leech
Want some blues in your pocket, come tap in and pay the fee
Nigga reachin' for my chain, nigga, play, come and try
Bae, I'm swervin' through these lanes, tell them car to step aside
Lil' bro ain't tryna use his brain, we already know he ain't got no fye
I go Louis V, and Subi jeans, can't match my fire
She wanna f*ck, tell me to drop that low, sorry, I'm not that guy
Look at this nigga, all on Instagram, told him to come and slide
Walked in the mall, I didn't even buy nothin', sorry, I couldn't decide
Seven o'clock, I ain't even ate nothin', you know that I'm keepin' my nine
I'm keepin' my nine
She want all my love, but I'm tryna beat the clock
Brand new 2020, what? I just took it off the lot
All these bitches, they the same, don't get caught up in these thot
Nigga reachin' for my chain, nigga play, come and try
Pay on swipin' through these lanes, tell them car to step aside
Lil' bro ain't tryna use his brain, we already know he ain't got no fire
I go Louis V, it's 2BJ, can't match my fly
She wanna f*ck, tell me to drop that low, sorry I'm not that guy
Look at these niggas, all on Instagram, told them come and slide
Walked in the mall, I didn't even buy nothin', sorry I couldn't decide
Seven o'clock, I ain't even ate nothin', you know that I'm keepin' my nine
I know some real niggas that cut they morals off, they tender dick
Hittin' that hoe from the back, she losin' the track, and I know she feelin' it
Met a hoe on a spiritual journey, I cut her off cause she celibate
My bitch get mad at all of these hoes on my phone, but baby, I'm heaven sent
Getting these bags, we sellin' it, new car off the lot, I'm revvin' it
I'm hittin' that white hoe, throw my fist up, know that I scream black power
That nigga ain't got no pot to piss in, f*ck you, mean take a shower
This bitch walk in with her tongue piercin', tryna eat dick for hours
My bitch mad that I'm cheatin' again, told her I bring some flowers
You throwin' a rock while you hide in your hand, you ain't got some nigga a coward
Four, four, seven, six, two, two, two, three
That's your nigga, know he mad as hell, he cannot be me
Me and my brothers tryna get rich, feelin' like Big Meech
Nigga think I'm really lackin' with these garments, come and see
Every time you got your hand out, boy, you lookin' like a leech
Want some blues in your pocket, come tap in and pay the fee
Nigga reachin' for my chain, nigga, play, come and try
Bae, I'm swervin' through these lanes, tell them car to step aside
Lil' bro ain't tryna use his brain, we already know he ain't got no fye
I go Louis V, and Subi jeans, can't match my fire
She wanna f*ck, tell me to drop that low, sorry, I'm not that guy
Look at this nigga, all on Instagram, told him to come and slide
Walked in the mall, I didn't even buy nothin', sorry, I couldn't decide
Seven o'clock, I ain't even ate nothin', you know that I'm keepin' my nine
I'm keepin' my nine
Writer: tyler knox
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