And I don't get saved

Tell a fuck **** that I don't get saved

Walk in the store with my nine now

She singing high like soprano

I get too high like soprano

Ride in that car I'm saying fuck five-zero

Man-Man this beat way too wavy

I said this beat way too wavy

Hop in the coop drive Mercedes

I get the car and the latest

I just said"Go have my baby"

Tell her"Just go have my baby"

Tell her to go have some kids

Pull up I shoot at the top, pull up I shoot at the rim

I'm making money like everyday shit is not making no sense

I see your boyfriend is asking for money that **** not making no sense

That **** not making no pennies that **** not making no bands

That **** ain't gotten no bitches that **** don't got him no friends

His parents just gone kick him out **** ain't gotten no help

He gone inviting you over, **** ain't gotten no head

And it fit in the store

Got me some packs, send that shit right to the store

Buy me some weed, go then I go get some more

Selling some weed selling some X and Galore

And I got percs and beans

And I percs and lean

She talking shit saying some words thinking it's hurting me

And she squirt damn

Man I need more than Weed

Man I need more than X

Man I need more than Head

Said I need more than Sex

I need that, I need that money no less

I need that bitch to undress

I need that bitch nothing less

This is not checkers no chess

I'm saying I am the best

I want that head nothing less

Hundred dollar bills no less

I need that blue and them hunnids

I need that Gucci that money

Running, I send that pack to your friend and I turn his ass right to a runner

Serving them fiends I was down the street all on the corner **** I'm Donald trump

I get that money that **** a chump

I get that Milly just pop up my trunk

I get that 50 I pop me a wheelie

I don't got city I got it on lock like the key in my Fendi

Got all fiftys my twenties my hunnids but I don't got pockets I got me some twenties

Damn and I got rubber bands like I ain't playing with ****

I got that drum like a marching band

I spend a band on that Prada Bag

And I don't get saved

Tell a fuck **** that I don't get saved

Walk in the store with my nine out

She singing high like soprano

I get too high like soprano