I aint seen my face in a while
We got these girls going wild
Fuckin her good and I pay all her bills
And she tryna have my lil child oh yeah
They know my name in the town oh yeah
They know how we get down oh yeah
Shoot up everything but a playground playground
Came from trappin and juggin a pound lets go, lets go
Keed, talk to em
Have Slime slime em out, nigga, for no reason Slime
I just blew a bag at Neimans
No rats, but I get cheesy
No Pacers, I got Ps in
Chop chop, block gon flee it
Granddaddy motion, leanin
Flooded Avianne pieces
Send a nigga at Jesus
Told my jeweler Im anemic
Cant get no dick, got her fiendin
She better swallow my semen
I poured a four, got me leanin
Hoppin on jets and I been round the world
They know Ima ball every season
Chanel on my bitch cause we eatin
Bitch, Im with Keed in 250 on Cleveland
Cant trust these hoes cause these bitches deceiving
Walk up in Saks, fuck it up for no reason
YSL, bitch, know we feastin slatt
And I just came in from Greece Greece
Whole lot of racks, they increase crease
Cant fuck with her if she aint decent decent
None of my bitches can tease me tease
On Jesus Jesus
Hop in my shit and I do what I wanna
Im droppin my top at the light light
Im with my dawgs, they gon bite bite
Diamonds, they shine with no lights no lights
I like how she look in them tights them tights
Run up, were takin your life your life
Paid off my lawyer, thats payin the price price
Wont go right home with the guys, I know that
I aint seen my face in a while
We got these girls going wild
Fuckin her good and I pay all her bills
And she tryna have my lil child oh yeah
They know my name in the town oh yeah
They know how we get down oh yeah
Shoot up everything but a playground playground
Came from trappin and juggin a pound lets go, lets go
Keed, talk to em
Have Slime slime em out, nigga, for no reason Slime
I just blew a bag at Neimans
No rats, but I get cheesy
No Pacers, I got Ps in
Chop chop, block gon flee it
Granddaddy motion, leanin
Flooded Avianne pieces
Send a nigga at Jesus
Keed, talk to em
Chopper send a nigga sky-high
Im geeked out, eatin Five Guys
Bad bitch gotta be wine fine
Get a nigga whacked from the blindside
Im smokin super strong, call it Popeye
If that stick talk, bet they all die
Niggas burnt out, call em My Lai
In the sky, high, on a private flight
Racks on me racks on me
Yeah, bitch, when you see me you gon see racks on me that blue cheese
Yeah, bitch, when you see me you gon see these Off-White jeans Off-White jeans
Whole lot of bread on me, Im shittin on Subway
Yeah bitch, we in a Wraith lookin some shit outer space
Yeah bitch, you in the way, hoe, Im tryna get this cake
Micros, bet the Draco gon tear through his face
If a nigga ever think about ever playin with this cake
I aint seen my face in a while
We got these girls going wild
Fuckin her good and I pay all her bills
And she tryna have my lil child oh yeah
They know my name in the town oh yeah
They know how we get down oh yeah
Shoot up everything but a playground playground
Came from trappin and juggin a pound lets go, lets go
Keed, talk to em
Have Slime slime em out, nigga, for no reason Slime
I just blew a bag at Neimans
No rats, but I get cheesy
No Pacers, I got Ps in
Chop chop, block gon flee it
Granddaddy motion, leanin
Flooded Avianne pieces
Send a nigga at Jesus
Chop chop, block gon flee it
Send a nigga at Jesus