More money, more problems
More women, no silence
I'm thinkin bout buyin a truck just so all my women can pile in
Tall truck for the tall ones, they ain't gotta climb in
She love when I get that mode and I'm lit, she want me to slide in
She wildin'
She don't care where we at when she drunk, tryna buss
Any place, she fine with
In the garage
In the parking lot
She wanna go till she stop
It don't matter if I pop
Wanna pull out the cameras, tryna go viral
Innocent face, but she really nasty, oh
Like Jordan with 6 rings, she GOAT with that throat
She in that mode off the liquor, anything she say it goes
Pull out the camera, I ain't takin no pictures, I ain't makin no videos
I ain't makin a post
I'm keepin it close for memories
This moment is private to me
Don't go sharing with anybody
Cuz I'm not anybody
I'm not just anybody
I make you mad, don't send nobody to slide me
Cuz G-Lock got one in the head, I'm not cockin back
That's enough of that
I'm dealin with anger that's straight from my past
Back to square one, I just lost a chick that was bad
Spent 10 years on my lonesome, I was focused on racks
They always found a way to come around with my pockets on flat
I run it up on em, then I spend a lil cash on em
I got a problem with spoiling women, and then I do the dash on em
I tell all my brothers be safe, I don't wanna see em riding round with them crash dummies
I'm good now, life straight, head high, and now I keep cash on me
I think before I spazz on em, don't wanna end up like the last homie
If you would've told me I would've had four thousand plays in a year, then I would've laughed, homie
Consistently up in the studio like a PT in the gym
I'm bulkin up on em
I'm married to this game
She married to a lame, tryna lay up on me