Quick To Judge

Niggas quick to judge, but they don't know what I done been through Have my nigga come through and erase you like a pencil My bitch super bad, she got a Birkin and Shih Tzu Balenci's now, but used to do Giuseppe with the Christian Walking out of Tiffany's with Tiffany and Crystal My chick, she got that drip, she look like she just left the runway Pull up in that Bentley truck and scoop her like a sundae On Gelato 41, you know it's in a hemp wrap Come and take your lil' sack, you know that we won't give it back Versace, Dior, Dolce, boy, you know my outfit mismatch First time I hit Cali, I had found a plug on WeedMaps I just want relations, bae, I ain't tryna offend you I ain't tryna be your partner, I ain't tryna friend you Called up all my opps and told 'em, "It ain't shit to end you" Heard your past was broken, yeah, I heard you kinda fragile She ask me did I swipe? I said a nigga might dabble ATM's in different states, a nigga might travel Highrise in the city, so you know I'm livin' rent-free I can't be a ho, I'll never let a nigga pimp me I ain't wanna hurt her, so I turned her down gently She say that she a savage, so I went and bought her Fenty She not with the police, but she wanna come and frisk me When you tryna run it up, you gotta be consistent It's an epidemic, I'm a nationwide enigma Gotta get them racks at all costs, I got follow-through I want commas, If it ain't about it, I won't talk to you Make them digits go up, niggas thought it wasn't possible Pull up in that 'Vette with the horse, and now I'm dusting you All they do is fibulate, so how can I put trust in you? I don't think you understand, bae, how much I lust for you I been in the gym liftin' weights, I might come muscle you Niggas quick to judge, but they don't know what I done been through Have my nigga come through and erase you like a pencil My bitch super bad, she got a Birkin and Shih Tzu Balenci's now, but use to do Giuseppe with the Christian Walking out of Tiffany's with Tiffany and Crystal My chick, she got that drip, she look like she just left the runway Pull up in that Bentley truck and scoop her like a sundae On Gelato 41, you know it's in a hemp wrap Come and take your lil' sack, you know that we won't give it back Versace, Dior, Dolce, boy, you know my outfit mismatch First time I hit Cali, I had found a plug on WeedMaps I just want relations, bae, I ain't tryna offend you I ain't tryna be your partner, I ain't tryna friend you Called up all my opps and told 'em, "It ain't shit to end you" Heard your past was broken, yeah, I heard you kinda fragile