Mansion

Uh, ayy We kick her out of the mansion Ay, y'all, look Uh She keep on nagging a nigga on dumb shit You gon' get yourself kicked out of the mansion you dumb bitch Small things, I look with how many niggas you come with She uh, she put on her dress and blow trumpets We uh, kick her out of the mansion to junction We known to fuck up the city, destruction My bitch just don't wanna hanging, do cute shit She keep on making up stupid assumptions I just bought a Cuban but feel like I got finessed Her jewelers mixing diamonds, wanna know if I got stretched My nigga lookin' at life, but can't imagine doing that His lawyer a hundred thousand, try to come up your own half I sped, pull up anywhere with money on my head I, I be with them golden childs, go all in they dreads I know some bitch niggas with problems they won't address You see I done lost my nigga ain't no tellin' where he went I was on the corner eating rice and chicken bones (bones) I know I could trust that bitch with 20 bands, that she would hold Screaming Wassi in every song man shit shit will never get old (uh) Pure cocaine, if it's not it won't get sold She keep on nagging a nigga on dumb shit You gon' get yourself kicked out of the mansion you dumb bitch Small things, I look with how many niggas you come with She uh, she put on her dress and blow trumpets We uh, kick her out of the mansion to junction We known to fuck up the city, destruction My bitch just don't wanna hanging, do cute shit She keep on making up stupid assumptions I just bought some work, and that ho' bad, I ain't get Ka walled Now her niggas dope impaired, they really thinkin' that its raw, uh I was getting the pack all day for my pops, uh I was serving the crack cocaine in my mom's house Buckets circle the trap all night, merry-go-round Whatever you do in the dark might come to the light if they talk about it Bet you wanna come put up a fight, you gotta be grown about it I could stomp big racks up in these mics, don't got illegal money That nigga, he got shot up in his eye, he never seen it comin' I never even gave that bitch a blah, I told her "beat it, honey" Got so many options, can't even decide, too many labels want me Up in the mansion and we livin' life, nigga, we made of money She keep on nagging a nigga on dumb shit You gon' get yourself kicked out of the mansion, you dumb bitch Small things, like look how much niggas you come with She, uh, she put on a dress and blow trumpets We, uh, kick her out of the mansion to junction We known to fuck up the city, destruction My bitch just don't wanna hang and do cute shit She keep on making up stupid assumptions (ay) My bitch don't wanna hang with your bitch My bitch don't wanna hang with your bitch