Yeah hold up

Haha

Yo fuck outta here

I'm on that fuck the world shit right now

Tell yo bitch to bop her head

Or shake some ass now keep on moving

If my homies pass that J

You better hit it harder than Lil Usman

Duffles stacked inside the trunk

I pull 'em out they start recouping

Counting all my losses I see none

Got that Stevie Wonder viewing

Yeah

Word to my brothers I'll for their mothers

'Cause we came from the gutter

Not a body can finish us

Everybody got their hand out

Arms stretched in the kitchen

How it panned out

Got yo bitch with her tits out

ROM on the breast she fanned out

Uh, uh, uh

Ride for my bitch on god

Gas my whip that fat knot I just bought

Act almighty when I sip from pride

She want that head so I act so tired

She want this life till I fuck on broads

Hate my guts but she love my flaws

Shut up lemme get my nut up gimme jaws

Done with bullshit, Nessy get a full sip

Damn I love it when I fuck up me

Make 'Em Say Ugh

Like I'm Master P, I ain't demonized but I'm bout to be

Straight to the court they tax that fee

On my grind get a casualty

On my dick where she 'posed to be

Just like Chris how I sail her sea

Mad that I'm gone say C'est la vie

Keep yo necklace on me, on me, on me, on me

Tell yo bitch to bop her head

Or shake some ass now keep on moving

If my homies pass that J

You better hit it harder than Lil Usman

Duffles stacked inside the trunk

I pull 'em out they start recouping

Counting all my losses I see none

Got that Stevie Wonder viewing

Work from the bottom to the god damn top

Still they ask bought the skill I've brought

Not too flawed by the ones who do me wrong

Got a strong mental on my shoulders

But it's still the dick that sold her

Ayy

Word to the hate, keep a gun on my date

Any second of the day, keep a band on my plate

So bored of my bae, take a trip outta state

LA touch down R-O-M, that's a city that I'll run now

See my fate pull the cards out, uh

I got options boutta have me show out, uh

Damn I changed where we go now?

Tell her get up any time she go down

Baby I don't really got time for that

Want my love where the condoms at?

Slide right through to my Cul-De-Sac

Talk that shit, but they wonder what I'm valued at

Got my bag 'cause of you

Eyes on them got enough of you

She's on me had enough of the crew

Babe gonna faint if I her the truth

Never entertain, I get what I want and I leave, homie fuck all the shit that I do