You know I send it

You know imma send 'till I fucking die

Yeah I regret it, not because I didn't send it

But because all of the people around me

They trippin', they thinkin' that they independent

Apparently he from the trenches

He never been pushed to the edges

Got it kickin' on my senses, why is the yute askin' so many questions

You know I'm first in the race

Mandem flyin' to your base

Imma put you in your place, we get in the whip and we make it a chase

You know I fuck up the place

Yeah, the chaos never-ending

Leave her on read, I hit from the back, it is what it is when I send it

I wanna take your shorty, I might

If you want, pull up and fight

Deck in the face, you're seeing the light

We takin your coupe, we deep in the night

Linkin' your shorty, I'm feelin' fine

After what happened I think that she mine

You know we chillin', we sippin' the wine

She callin' my name, she sayin' the nine

Out for the night when we ridin', you know we don't make a sound

Gotta respect all the choppin', runnin' hustle by the pound

You know they keep talkin' shit, but they never comin' around

They gon' say it through the text, but in person, they get put to the ground

Tell him to run it up

You know that homie fiend

He tryna look like me, cause' I got the drip goin' down my jeans

Rockin' the V.I.P, walk through the back cause' I can't be seen

I left the bitch on read, she tryna call, like what do you mean

Imma send it overseas

I don't give a fuck bout' who your tryna beef

Imma send it, imma send it, imma send it, woah, woah

Imma send it, imma send it, imma send it, woah, you know

Yeah I regret it, not because I didn't send it

But because all of the people around me

They trippin', they thinkin' that they independent

Apparently he from the trenches

He never been pushed to the edges

Got it kickin' on my senses, why is the yute askin' so many questions

You know I'm first in the race

Mandem flyin' to your base

Imma put you in your place, we get in the whip and we make it a chase

You know I fuck up the place

Yeah, the chaos never-ending

Leave her on read, I hit from the back, it is what it is when I send it