Year (feat. TG)

OK, is the hardest. I swear to God, we gon' be okay

I'm up in that Benz truck, it's my year

Ridin' with three choppers, I don't have no fear

She bump her favorite song, by me it bless her ears

She wanna stay for life, she even shed a tear

Told them hoes begone, I don't even want em' near

She don't need to call my phone, I'm already here

Brand new C5, vette you know I'm switchin' gears

She told me that I changed, she said look in the mirror

All I see is the same person from last year

When you hear the engine roaring, know I'm here

I'm up in that Benz truck, but you know

Brand new Phantom Rolls truck, you don't own

I just had your bitch right in my phone

Had her in my queen size, laying prone

Not now, swing at that boy if he want fye

I'm fly, why the fuck they think I get this high

Huh big body, Hop up in that bitch, it's super size

Cash hold rubber bands told my bitch, I'll get you right

Hop out, the brand new rolls, bitch, know I get way too up

Hit up my brand new hoe, I don't need a bitch, I'm way too stuck

I had to pour up my 4 lil bitch its two inside, this cup

I ain't cop that line, lil bitch, I got that zip for more

Woah, woah, woah, bought a S and I barely hit it

I do you bad if you wanna get it

Cartier's , I see a differently

Come out sick, it go to the distance

All of this money don't fit in the picture

Pull in the block, and they gon want a picture

At this show I, hop out the, sprinter

Chrome heart rings up on my head, lil bitch, that's $50,000 on me

I had a boss this bitch like Creed

Now your on ass like Ricky

They wanna talk on me and talk on me

and told, that bitch they ain't bout it

Balenci all on me, Balenci all up on my tats