Loris (K6, this beat hard)

Loris

This a fifty game, 'member now? (Meet me by the porch)

(800Kay got them beats, coach)

Go

Make this make sense (Talk to me)

You still with this bitch and you hate this bitch (Man)

You hanging with them **** and they take your shit (You do)

You 'posed to be your brother's keeper, that shit make me sick (Ugh)

Ten, ten, ten, ten, ten

Pop another ten (A Perc'), spend another ten (Ten racks)

This lil' bitch a ten (She bad), say that shit again

This lil' bitch a ten (She bad)

Yeah, go

You still goin' hand in hand? ****, hell yeah (That pape')

****, hell yeah, I got too many sales planned

The whole world might be empty when this scale dead (That's a fact)

Pull the truck to bro crib and call it Bellville (That's how we get down)

Snakes, you can't tell them, you know I'm ridin' dolo with it

Stuffed in my jacket, clip lookin' like a pogo stick (Grrt)

If you don't want your ho snatched, ****, hold that bitch (Your bitch)

Fuckin' with dry ice, I fuck around, froze my wrist

All these rides look like Cedar Point, I always knew I'd be the one

Takin' trips, comin' back with cheese, so they can see the point (For real)

Two halves just made an even joint, cross paths and I'ma keep it goin'

You snitchin', you ain't even point, bro, I don't even get the point (Man, you stupid, why?)

Make this make sense (Mm), you broke and got a gun and you ain't on a lick (You stupid)

You grown and got a son and you don't wan' be rich (Mm-mm)

You don't even want my money, you just want my bitch, mm (Nah)

That's some hatin' shit (That's facts)

That ain't even my real ho, I just date the bitch

We ain't beefin' over hoes, ****, take this bitch (Here)

Stayin' low and to myself, that's what made me rich

Celine jeans, Louis jeans, I don't do Amiri (No)

Memorize the road by myself, I don't talk to Siri (No)

All alone, when I think 'bout bro, it make my eyes teary (Bro posted, nah)

Richest **** out the game, but he won't let a **** near me

Better tell them boys to fear me, I smack heads and it get serious

Red seats, they on their period, when you get rich, it be the weirdest

Ten mill' comin', I can hear it (Where it's at?)

You gotta get up off your ass and go and get it (Let's do it)

Make this make sense (Uh-huh)

You still with this bitch and you hate this bitch (You dumb)

You hanging with them **** and they take your shit (Okay)

You 'posed to be your brother's keeper, that shit make me sick (Ugh)

Ten, ten, ten, ten, ten

Pop another ten (A Perc'), spend another ten (Ten racks)

This lil' bitch a ten (She bad), say that shit again

This lil' bitch a ten (She bad)

Yeah, go