And now it's clear to see
How much you meant to me
I'm poppin Percy in the crib
And sippin Hennessy
And now it's clear to see,
What that bitch did to me
I'm busy workin I don't need it I'm still purchasing
She on her knees like that bitch praying
Like she worshiping
Tell that dumb bitch to cut it out
Like you need surgery
Like you need surgery
Like you need surgery
The way I killed the booth
I should be charged wit 1st degree
I ain't turning back,
I could tell you wasn't bout it
Sorry it don't work like that
My new bitch she keep me grounded
I was moving on the map
Baby I don't need no stylist
Every time I drop it slap
When you drop we turn it down bitch
I don't wanna wake up (wake up)
etting rich like I jus want da pay cut (pay cut)
Main bitch held it down since day 1 (day 1)
Stupid brain I'm fuckin up her make up,
You hear the records homie
I can't make this up
I'm game as fuck,
Came witta gun
I'm getting sick of da fake love
She gave me drugs
You hear the records homie
I can't make this up
I'm game as fuck,
Came witta gun
I'm getting sick of da fake love
She gave me drugs
I ain't never lookin back now,
I can't back down
Xanny made me pass out
Inside the trap house,
Hit it till she tap out
Like we on smack down
I aint Never lackin
Anyone could put yo ass down,
And now it's clear to see
How much you meant to me
I'm poppin Percy in the crib
And sippin Hennessy
And now it's clear to see,
What that bitch did to me
I'm busy workin I don't need it I'm still purchasing
She on her knees like that bitch praying
Like she worshiping
Tell that dumb bitch to cut it out
Like you need surgery
Like you need surgery
Like you need surgery
The way I killed the booth
I should be charged wit 1st degree
Get charged wit 1st degree
Get charger wit 1st degree
The way you lying on my name
Get charger wit purgery
Im going off I'm smokin stronger pack than Hercules
I'm poppin perculess Hermès all over my team
You hear the records homie
I can't make this up
I'm game as fuck,
Came witta gun
I'm getting sick of da fake love
She gave me drugs
You hear the records homie
I can't make this up
I'm game as fuck,
Came witta gun
I'm getting sick of da fake love
She gave me drugs
And now it's clear to see
How much you meant to me
I'm poppin Percy in the crib
And sippin Hennessy
And now it's clear to see,
What that bitch did to me
I'm busy workin I don't need it I'm still purchasing
She on her knees like that bitch praying
Like she worshiping
Tell that dumb bitch to cut it out
Like you need surgery
Like you need surgery
Like you need surgery
The way I killed the booth
I should be charged wit 1st degree