I've been thinking bout hiding my ways
I've been thinking bout changing my ways
Got a ski n it stay on my face
Got a knife n it stay on my waist
I said fuck em I'm going my pace
Tell me baby you banking with chase
Tell me baby, am I getting face?
I'ma smoke this blunt to the face
I'ma smoke this black to the face
I'ma grab yo hoe by the waist
I ain't snitch when I caught my case
Why you snitch when you caught yo case?
Everyday I'm just holding it down
I stay outside I get love in the towns
I might fuck this hoe right now
I stay with the dogs and I stay with the hounds
It was hot as the fuck
No AC I'm sweating I feel like I popped me a molly
That shit really hurt
My birthday passed and nobody texted n nobody called me
Make it make sense
I post on the gram I'm posting designer now they wanna call me
No I'm not scared
I know where I'm at, I know who I'm with and I got that bitch on me
Sun go down the moon go up
She think that I can Ion give two fuck
Zaza puffing I think that I'm stuck
And I can't slow down in the GLE truck
Came from the bottom, gotta go up
This real hard work nigga ain't no luck
These real deal Ricks I don't wear no chucks
Got real deal hoes n you know they wan fuck
Ugh Ugh
I gotta wear rubbers, these bitches be treeshing these bitches be hoeing
Ugh Ugh
Sneaking out the crib momma was tweaking like where are you going?
Ugh Ugh
I'm really outside fuck a GPS baby I know where I'm going
Ugh Ugh
Had to run from the boys and I fucked up my sneaks damn these is Rick Owens
Hand on my waist and they shook as the fuck
They don't know if I got me a gun or a knife
Your bitch wanna see me, she say she wan link
So I tell her pull up and just come to the cyph
Drugs in the car and drugs in my body
If 12 pull up then they reading my rights
Shawty be tweaking she think she the one
I'ma cheat on this hoe I'ma get this bitch tight
Ugh
Slimeball he tweaking like he don't got rights
Trap house dirty got roaches and mice
That's how I be living that's really my life