I'm Gone (feat. Slim Thug)

Hello? Can you hear me now?

Yeah. Good

Well, what's that is?

Yeah. Crazy. Fuck you talking about?

I'ma give it to yo ass

I ain't got no love for you, ho

I'm talking about four and a half flat. For real

She banging this line, this line, that line

Plus to all three, she steady texting

But I ain't got a answer

One call, reply once for her to get the message

Oh, no conversation. Fuck them

Hell, I just ain't had no commissary, nothing

Now look at all my diamonds

They in conjunction

'Rari got all these unnecessary buttons

She just poured her whole heart out to me was touching

Then I pulled out the pimpin' I need them duckets

Hair down build her up I do reconstruction

She a well-oiled machine gotta keep her pumpin'

Gotta pay me a fee for we get to fucking

Baby that's what it is and that's what I stand on

**** come in burn the ass up quick like I put a tan on 'em

100 rounds of every car ever seen of me and I ain't put my hands on

100 **** in the studio

It's a problem the police can talk about

You can yell at them **** and bark it out

Like your car need a boost, we can spark it out

You can't trade me, you can't save me

Have you paid me? Bitch, I made you

You ain't made me

Hell, I go take a ho to the store for some noodles and chips

It's more than what she gave me

See, the problem is you think you playin'

The truth is you're fakin' and hurtin' and you can't get around it

You want a mouth and a pussy talkin' 'bout eatin' her ass

I want a purse and a new bank account

They killin' for pussy like it's been a drought

I'm givin' that shit out for different amounts

He doin' 30 years, a new dick in her mouth

And I'm puttin' on planes so she get to her route

We separate hundreds and fifties and twenties

They countin' three times by three different people

This season for season, it comes from Ripina and I love it

This shit here got too many sequels

I'm talkin' 'bout the people

You goin' to Ike, but we ain't know what **** equal got too many features

You cryin' to this ho 'cause you love her and need her

I know that this bitch is a disgusting creature, so that's how I treat her

I'm on the side with the grass gettin' greener

Roll with sororities and lambs like you dreamin'

Five different bitches is lickin' my penis, they fuckin' a demon

If I tell a ho that a duck pull a truck

Hook that motherfucker up, then she better believe it

She ain't just suckin' my dick, that be lovin' my dick

She gon' talk to a slurp on the squeezer

How you expectin' to come and get some cheese from me?

I was just in there borrowin' cheeses

Phones on the dresser, I grab my car keys and money

Look back at my phones and I leave them, I gone

Yeah, you can leave me alone

Bitch, what you talkin' 'bout

Chucking up them deuces bitch you pretty but you useless

Cuban on stupid you can't do this like we do this

Get him by the dozen same ones these **** lovin'

I fucked her then said fuck her he be trying to be her husband

30 inches rubbing when I turn too deep

I don't want to grow up I got toys in the streets

Keep freaks on my line usually cut them one time

Always busy on my grind I keep money on my mind

I ain't got time to talk walk sit and have thoughts

When I hit her then get rid of sent her home to her ****

Quick to tell a ho please take these fees now I'm free

I got more money than time rather pay the bitch to leave

Keep new tricks up my sleeve I'm a OG I don't argue

I just get what I need, then I might see you tomorrow

Pussy ain't owned, it's borrowed, I'm just glad I had my time

It's Big Slim and Cartel Bo

Shit, you know we gon' shine, huh?