Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vlonerrzz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zaron Sanford
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Leakionn
Producer
Lyrics
Damn, ain't no for real
Stop Leakionn, ****, baow-baow
I left her on sick and she throwin' me off
Try get up on me, ****, bet you I talk
Lil' cuz be on shit, he don't care what's the cost
She don't care how you feel, bitch, cut that bitch off
Ain't havin' no money, he ain't seen the test
So I tell her the soul, I sit in that pen
Like I bled in the tent, now I need a new chair
And I need a real bitch who gon' stay to the end
I'm jammin' too hard, I ain't rollin' no scam
Bro got in that room and they changin' the sound
Ain't workin' no job, fuck I'm lookin' like a wimp?
Swim-size T in my dick while I walk with a limp
All you talkin' hot shit, we gon' get up on him
Bitch all in her feelings, I'm taxin' her friends
Still runnin' up racks, this shit ain't gon' end
Try hop on the back, I'm on top of this chain
But those **** keep talkin', can't show me no money
Bitch think she know it all, her low ass a duck
Wasn't lookin' my way when shit was gettin' ugly
Rainy days, you come around, **** sunny
If I ever go broke, I'ma flip me some bags
Her boyfriend broke down bad on his ass
Brought y'all here to fuck, fuck you thought he was flash?
Still swingin' my door with my arm in the cast
Ain't chasin' no bitches, ain't geek for no ass
Bitch legal, I said I just gave her a pass
All blow shit rhyme, 180 the dash
Same **** be talkin', can't show me no cash
I get in my feelings, they know I'm a spaz
I sent to hit him, it broke him like glass
Be hardway thuggin', won't catch me in class
Big cuz on the mission, completin' that task
Chasin' rocks, I ain't chasin' no ho
Talk bout ten nights swingin' his door
Two-man movin', you know I'm gon' score
Doggin' the truth, we goin' up north
I left her on sick and she throwin' me off
Try to get up on me, ****, bet you I talk
Lil' cuz be on shit, he don't care what's the call
She don't care how you feel, man, cut that bitch off
Ain't havin' no money, he ain't seein' the ten
So I tell him, I'm solo, I send in that pen
Smoke a blunt on the ten, now I need a new jet
And I need a real bitch who gon' stay 'til the end
I'm jammin' too hard, I ain't rollin' no skit
He got in that room and they changin' his tip
Ain't runnin' no job, fuck I look like a weapon?
Swag's pee in my dick while I walk with a limp
Ain't workin' no job, fuck I look like a wet
Written by: Zaron Sanford
