Lyrics

I could never be worried about these niggas I'm knocking shit out the park, make one call hell of niggas goin' slide I'm in this bitch after dark, looking like I'm mad but I'm really just high Walk out the spot with a whole lot of racks on me, nigga I'm not a regular guy How you goin' tell me that you was just down to ride when you know you ain't ready to die I'm in the bitch with the gang, no homixide but I won't be surprised if they catch one I'm in this bitch smoking gas with my foot on the gas And I know that these niggas won't catch up I'm in this bitch smoking gas, and my bitch is so bad yeah you know this that motherfucking pressure Bitch I'm in love with the money, I'm keeping it on me, my wallet Italian leather I got a girl that's goin' give me some good brain Man that bitch shoulda been a professor One thing bout' me, is that I could never fold, I don't even got clothes in my dresser One thing bout' me, it's something you'll never know I don't even like to ask for directions I can fuck it up all by myself Don't even want you to offer your help I'm lost at sea but I turned Michael Phelps Rockstar jeans with a rockstar belt I'm finna' fuck it up all by myself I'm finna' fuck it up all by myself She be sub-tweeting, but talk bout' herself In a hellcat at the gates of Hell Order from Grailed just came in the mail Not even my problem, they hate me oh well 99 problems and bitches is two Bitch I'm that nigga, the fuck I'm goin' do? At least I been honest, but what about you? You can't even walk in my shoes cause' they new She be sub-tweeting, but talk bout' herself In a hellcat at the gates of Hell Order from Grailed just came in the mail Not even my problem, they hate me oh well 99 prob- I'm knocking shit out the park, make one call hell of niggas goin' slide I'm in this bitch after dark, looking like I'm mad but I'm really just high Walk out the spot with a whole lot of racks on me, nigga I'm not a regular guy How you goin' tell me that you was just down to ride when you know you ain't ready to die I'm in the bitch with the gang, no homixide but I won't be surprised if they catch one I'm in this bitch smoking gas with my foot on the gas And I know that these niggas won't catch up
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