Letra

I just wanna hold that rum He just tryna be that one N... s luh to lie on they dick I already know that tongue Yeah, yeah Young but I never been dumb Broke and I'm never goin' back I just had to grow up fast Facts! Sick days, I ain't takin' no time off Light one just to take my mind off Young Honey gettin' money, for what now? Gotta watch who the fuck I'ma trust now Ya, follow no trends, like nah No new friends Give a fuck who you is Couldn't even pay rent now I own a few cribs I still ride around my city Hit my phone like what's the vibe I get money, you get petty You just postin' for the hype I just haha on the low Only way it gets me high All my bitches, yea, they know Fo sho Pour that shit one time for me Light that shit one time for me He be like "why you never got no time for me?" Only one thing on my mind, honey Yeah, yeah I'm done with the fake shit (fuck it) My time never wasted (hell nah) Ain't takin' vacations I'm chasin' the bacon (gotta go) He said he wanna get money, get fly with me But uh, only my Rolly share time with me Maybe just one night, that's fine with me Then I'm out, got the bag in the sky with me When I'm Cali, I'm like "what's the vibe" When I'm Texas, I might slow it down When I'm in Jersey, I'm makin' them sounds Back in the 6, we be movin' them pounds (gotta move it, yeah) They gon' fuck with me everywhere I go I can tell a real one with my eyes closed I just bought a new whip on my iPhone So we can take a drive if you want to I still ride around my city Hit my phone like what's the vibe I get money, you get petty You just postin' for the hype I just haha on the low Only way it gets me high All my bitches, yea, they know Fo sho
Writer(s): Sochitta Sal, Brandon Wilson, Raymond Lennon, Peter Alexander, Tatiauna Matthews Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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