By My Lonely

Got it figured out Got it figured out Coming anyway I'm a cool nigga if you get to know me Don't spend my time tryna kiss ass 250 large in a book bag I do my dirt by my lonely That's probably why these bitches know me I order $50 guacamole And my diamonds hit hit hit Why your Rollie tick tick tick A blue fur for my main Kill these niggas boo they all lame Put it to his head and make it bang That's for even thinking you fuck with us We don't like jokes don't be fucking with us Saw the car keys and now she fucking with us Rocoes on the table that's for breakfast Four high roller they get naked Ice-T told me I'm special I know the big niggas by the exits For this money they get reckless She wanna risk her hands froze Come get me in the lambo Playoff game at Lambeau Air Max 97 on my toes Top came off and I told her just post Influential artist like Givenchy Might switch it up and buy a Bentley Regular on the mic y'all don't get me I head he turned down 500 Expensive taste in his mom stomach All these wack songs y'all running These rap trap niggas don't want it These back pack niggas don't want it Shots going to your head like Girls kissing on your ear like Shots going to your head like Girls kissing on your ear like By my lonely By my lonely By my lonely By my lonely She got her hair down I might just get some