Need Shells

Saint Paul trippin' on this

I'm startin' to think I need help

I'm in this F-150 speedin' without no seatbelt

Hit through the backstreet, I flip my clip, I need shells

Run like an athlete, we caught his ass, post at the cell

Post like a mailbox, but I'm not waiting on no mail

And we got high Glocks, catch a **** down cold and he melt

And fuck a high boss, have a young **** walk you down like stairs

We spin like Ferris wheel if we ever catch a **** at the fair

I'll serve a clientele, I just hope my clients never tell

I need an AP, I'ma match that bitch with a Cartier

This Glock no safety, if you play with me you go to hell

This little bitch hate me and she don't care about her oral health

You can't hang around me if you ain't my kinda ****

Everybody around keep them a stick, like they're blind, ****

Before you walk outside, don't look through the blinds, ****

I spill codeine on the AP, I'm wastin' time, ****

I got domances, I keep looking through the refrigerator

Get a bitch a pill, that lil' hoe gon' hit the percolator

Always do for y'all, why the hell y'all can't do me a favor?

Every time I pop out, there's some drip, it be a different flavor

This not a regular Bentley, we inside this Bentayga

There's not no new kill, I swear them youngas Ben faced him

Other side mad, 'cause they can't pull no champs to this table

This hoe a tiger, she got scraps on her like a Bengals player

I'm startin' to think I need help

I'm in this F-150 speedin' without no seatbelt

Hit through the backstreet, I flip my clip, I need shells

Run like an athlete, we caught his ass, post at the cell

Post like a mailbox, but I'm not waiting on no mail

And we got high Glocks, catch a **** down cold and he melt

And fuck a high boss, have a young **** walk you down like stairs

We spin like Ferris wheel if we ever catch a **** at the fair