Inbox

Issues be in my inbox

On me like they ankle socks

Jealous of all a these rocks

I tell'em stop stop stawp

Tight like I am a dread lock

Finer than hairs on yo jock

They be lined up in my yard

Like tickets on sale

Like panties gon' drop

You got to bring a whole lot

If you wanna ride on my yacht

I'm not impressed by you thoughts

Spreading them buns like u hitting them squats

I am a boss and I build

Enjoying the view from the hills

I'm eating good off these skills

You borrow to pay your bills

Quadruple threat

I'm counting dem mills

Uncle Sam on my neck

I told him just chill

Amateurs look at a pro

I finish before you say go

Signed off on my deal

While you screaming no no!

Wishy washy

All they do is watch me

Then me they follow follow

Now they wanna holla holla

My life is lit... lit lit

They know I'm it... it it

One this exquisite

Top shelf

L'il baby can't get it it

My life is lit... lit lit

They know I'm it... it it

One this exquisite

Top shelf

L'il baby can't get it it

Issues be in my inbox

On me like they ankle socks

Jealous of all a these rocks

I tell'em stop stop stawp

Tight like I am a dread lock

Finer than hairs on yo jock

They be lined up in my yard

Like tickets on sale

Like panties gon' drop

You disarrayed

Like look at you bae

Feelings all over the place

Flexing on the gram with a fan base but ya head based in his shorts

Now you looking like you lost

Can't see beyond sex drugs and alcohol

Should have never sold your soul

For a hitter with a cost too high

Oh my you know you is a lie

I'm not the one

To sit around bump'n my gums

'Bout nothing that don't involve cash in lump sums

Energy lifted can't tend to you bums

Told you the secret you wanna play dumb

You really could leave you don't need him to come

All my real women know

We don't hang with fakes

We don't play with dates

Or entertain fellas who give us heart breaks

Let me burn up this sage

Gotta send off the hate

I swear I smell a broke fella

Ahh Choooo!

Now get out my face!!!