The Most-
Yea ha
J.r got hit now he a vegetable just quit (ehhh)
This shit get federal can't speak on how i'm rich
I call my ese hoe my favorite opp bitch
Get 'em gone quick (phoenix) (pfft)
The bag come in next week
The balloon release ona 6th (woo)
He wanna talk allat shit
Walk down wit a stick pussy yea that's it
I put hermes on my bitch hermes on my dick
Fuck you and yo clique
Hm, plus i'm too legit
Fuckin a producer bitch, that's how cool i get
My fit fully rick, bitch i'm lying bitch ion wear that shit
I smoke deads bitch, hop out dirty stick hah?
Ion want him dead bitch shoot at his legs bitch
I sip red bitch
Her wrist van cleef, yea bitch
This shit prod by phoenix
Bitch i'm feening yo hoe want seman
All the hoes be green as fuck
For a 10 she set em up
Yea we got onions like brinks truck
These hoes be down to fuck
She gon suck me wiener up
She my buttercup
Pouring red in double cup (ehhh)
I does this shit, i look like walking lick
But i ain't no lick
I got rich off (shh)
I cant say, but you fuckin get it
I drop bag on head, bro gon catch it
Cuz he need that bread
Bitch i'm goin sped, real sped
Like them niggas in wheelchair
J.r got shit bagged, now he piss in bed
Cuz we done took his leg
Brodie was up as the fuck he done ran outta stamina we done caught up
I smoke the whole zip of that dope
My eyes real low i look like linsanity
I done got to the point of my where a 10 look small
It look like a band to me (ehhh)
Nigga ain't touching no bread so bro started gambling
This lil hoe keep begging to fuck
The time that i hit it she can't even handle it (come on)
He caught a domestic violence
He mad at his bitch just because she a fan of me
Everything that he doin and he wear everyday
It ain't real swear to god he a fantasy (chea)
These niggas be dissing I hear it
But ian gon kill 'em cuz ian get mad enough
I'm high than a bitch
I jus poured me a 4 of that shit my cup darker than africa
This shit barley happen i cut my wrist
When anxiety hit i be on sad stuff
Ima chill ona fraud cuz my nephew here
And i cant teach my nigga bad stuff
(Miles)
Yea ha
J.r got hit now he a vegetable just quit (ehhh)
This shit get federal can't speak on how i'm rich
I call my ese hoe my favorite opp bitch
Get 'em gone quick (phoenix) (pfft)
The bag come in next week
The balloon release ona 6th (woo)
He wanna talk allat shit
Walk down wit a stick pussy yea that's it
I put hermes on my bitch hermes on my dick
Fuck you and yo clique
Hm, plus i'm too legit
Fuckin a producer bitch, that's how cool i get
My fit fully rick, bitch i'm lying bitch ion wear that shit
I smoke deads bitch, hop out dirty stick hah?
Ion want him dead bitch shoot at his legs bitch
I sip red bitch
Her wrist van cleef, yea bitch