TOLD MY

Real, real, real, real, real, real high

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I put all my drugs in a designer bag (Whoa)

Bad bitch in the city, got her hibernatin', yeah

Shorty want a Perc', got it under me, yeah (Shorty want a Perc')

Tom Ford, skinny pants, alteration, yeah (Tom, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I woke up this mornin', and I was higher than Jesus, whoa (I was higher than Jesus)

I just took two pills, damn, with my people, whoa (I just took two pills, whoa)

Last night that Addy had me on my feet, whoa, whoa

I just hit some shit while I was damn near sleep, whoa (Oh, oh, oh)

I been stretchin' shit out like I'm on a beach, whoa (Oh, oh, oh)

I'ma stretch the brick out, get it A to Z, whoa (Oh, oh, oh)

Get it for the low, get it to the street (Oh, oh, oh)

Pay me top dollars, I'm a sight to see (Whoa, pay me top, cheese, cheese)

I told my bitch, "If I gotta be faithful, I might fall off"

I put all my BMs on paper so they won't talk

I pulled up another Bentayga, she got a cold walk

I'll talk all the shit I wanna talk for a couple million dollars

I'll talk all the shit I wanna talk for a couple—

I woke up this mornin', and I was higher than Jesus, whoa

I just took two pills, damn, with my people, whoa

Last night, that Addy had me on my feet, whoa

I just hit some shit while I was damn near sleep, whoa

I can't get enough of doggin' a ho out, shit

Fuck her, kick her out shit, and that go for a boss bitch

My lil' ****, them on dumb shit, walk you down shit

Till the gun click, I don't post 'em, put 'em in no pics