Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah
Life gets snatched, this pistol clap, wherever I go, this bass gon' slap
Pistol blarin, bitches staring money comin' through but we ain't sharing
Shout out to my parents, without them I promise you could never hear this
Pistol with me like we married Bloody Mary, bloody Mary, RIP POP
On my pop you get smoked, bitch Yeah, niggas act scary, mm
Shoppin' and spendin' but also investin' Cause I know this all temporary
Give a f*ck bout commentary Yeah, I ain't stupid, been smart since a baby
Ayy, yeah, I swear, we comin' crazy Smokin, I'm faded, I'm too elevated
To give a f*ck bout what you sayin, lil' bitch
I don't shoot, my niggas shoot, mm Put her in, Jimmy Choo, mm
Make a pussy nigga shew, mm Yeah, I'm sexy, yeah, she cute
Put her in, Louis boots this lifestyle too expensive
They can't afford it whatever, oops Yeah, started with zero, what
Yeah, started with nothin' yea started with nada
And turned it to somethin, hey I turn a dollar into a few commas
And now it's lookin' like a hunnid, shit I'm not gon' lie, man, it was all dry
Now I tell a lil' bitch, come suck it Ayy, and she do it cause I said enough said
Enough said, enough said, enough
Bad bitch, thick as hell She top me with no kissy
Pull the Glock out, hit a lick. They stiff like fake ass titties
Fat woods, in my city rollin' sticky, icky, no skimpy's
Jungle boys, we hit you we gorillas Runnin' to the bullets on God, yeah
We don't fear nothin' but God, yeah you a lil' boy all talk
You a lil' puppy all bark, ayy life is a bitch raw dog it
I'm a hustler, call it what you call it Ooh, karate the way that I chop it
Ooh, break up in a text, I'm toxic. When I cook a beat, it's a gold mine
Livin' life high like a airline Gettin' so drunk like I'm sippin' on a moonshine
I'm so selfish, I'm busy tryna get mine Never give a f*ck about a brand design
Instead of always buyin' all them Calvin Klein's invested my dollar signs
And nothin' but my time into getting wise, making my mama the proudest, and smoking the loudest
And they was always really doubtin' put my money where my mouth is
Million dollar smile, heads where the clouds is
I ain't even have the write a hook for this shit
Cause I promise all this, was hard as it is
When I go out, I shop, I ball, I ball But I know what poverty is
Forget it all, let it all burn People dying, no one concerned
More worried about what you earn Tryna speak, never tryna learn
Nowadays, I'm on the verge to go on a travelin' splurge
To get away from all this f*ckin' nonsense all this bullshit, all this gossip talkin
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah
Life gets snatched, this pistol clap, wherever I go, this bass gon' slap
Pistol blarin, bitches staring money comin' through but we ain't sharing
Shout out to my parents, without them I promise you could never hear this
Pistol with me like we married Bloody Mary, bloody Mary, RIP POP
On my pop you get smoked, bitch Yeah, niggas act scary, mm
Shoppin' and spendin' but also investin' Cause I know this all temporary
Give a f*ck bout commentary Yeah, I ain't stupid, been smart since a baby
Ayy, yeah, I swear, we comin' crazy Smokin, I'm faded, I'm too elevated
To give a f*ck bout what you sayin, lil' bitch
I don't shoot, my niggas shoot, mm Put her in, Jimmy Choo, mm
Make a pussy nigga shew, mm Yeah, I'm sexy, yeah, she cute
Put her in, Louis boots this lifestyle too expensive
They can't afford it whatever, oops Yeah, started with zero, what
Yeah, started with nothin' yea started with nada
And turned it to somethin, hey I turn a dollar into a few commas
And now it's lookin' like a hunnid, shit I'm not gon' lie, man, it was all dry
Now I tell a lil' bitch, come suck it Ayy, and she do it cause I said enough said
Enough said, enough said, enough
Bad bitch, thick as hell She top me with no kissy
Pull the Glock out, hit a lick. They stiff like fake ass titties
Fat woods, in my city rollin' sticky, icky, no skimpy's
Jungle boys, we hit you we gorillas Runnin' to the bullets on God, yeah
We don't fear nothin' but God, yeah you a lil' boy all talk
You a lil' puppy all bark, ayy life is a bitch raw dog it
I'm a hustler, call it what you call it Ooh, karate the way that I chop it
Ooh, break up in a text, I'm toxic. When I cook a beat, it's a gold mine
Livin' life high like a airline Gettin' so drunk like I'm sippin' on a moonshine
I'm so selfish, I'm busy tryna get mine Never give a f*ck about a brand design
Instead of always buyin' all them Calvin Klein's invested my dollar signs
And nothin' but my time into getting wise, making my mama the proudest, and smoking the loudest
And they was always really doubtin' put my money where my mouth is
Million dollar smile, heads where the clouds is
I ain't even have the write a hook for this shit
Cause I promise all this, was hard as it is
When I go out, I shop, I ball, I ball But I know what poverty is
Forget it all, let it all burn People dying, no one concerned
More worried about what you earn Tryna speak, never tryna learn
Nowadays, I'm on the verge to go on a travelin' splurge
To get away from all this f*ckin' nonsense all this bullshit, all this gossip talkin
Life gets snatched, this pistol clap, wherever I go, this bass gon' slap
Pistol blarin, bitches staring money comin' through but we ain't sharing
Shout out to my parents, without them I promise you could never hear this
Pistol with me like we married Bloody Mary, bloody Mary, RIP POP
On my pop you get smoked, bitch Yeah, niggas act scary, mm
Shoppin' and spendin' but also investin' Cause I know this all temporary
Give a f*ck bout commentary Yeah, I ain't stupid, been smart since a baby
Ayy, yeah, I swear, we comin' crazy Smokin, I'm faded, I'm too elevated
To give a f*ck bout what you sayin, lil' bitch
I don't shoot, my niggas shoot, mm Put her in, Jimmy Choo, mm
Make a pussy nigga shew, mm Yeah, I'm sexy, yeah, she cute
Put her in, Louis boots this lifestyle too expensive
They can't afford it whatever, oops Yeah, started with zero, what
Yeah, started with nothin' yea started with nada
And turned it to somethin, hey I turn a dollar into a few commas
And now it's lookin' like a hunnid, shit I'm not gon' lie, man, it was all dry
Now I tell a lil' bitch, come suck it Ayy, and she do it cause I said enough said
Enough said, enough said, enough
Bad bitch, thick as hell She top me with no kissy
Pull the Glock out, hit a lick. They stiff like fake ass titties
Fat woods, in my city rollin' sticky, icky, no skimpy's
Jungle boys, we hit you we gorillas Runnin' to the bullets on God, yeah
We don't fear nothin' but God, yeah you a lil' boy all talk
You a lil' puppy all bark, ayy life is a bitch raw dog it
I'm a hustler, call it what you call it Ooh, karate the way that I chop it
Ooh, break up in a text, I'm toxic. When I cook a beat, it's a gold mine
Livin' life high like a airline Gettin' so drunk like I'm sippin' on a moonshine
I'm so selfish, I'm busy tryna get mine Never give a f*ck about a brand design
Instead of always buyin' all them Calvin Klein's invested my dollar signs
And nothin' but my time into getting wise, making my mama the proudest, and smoking the loudest
And they was always really doubtin' put my money where my mouth is
Million dollar smile, heads where the clouds is
I ain't even have the write a hook for this shit
Cause I promise all this, was hard as it is
When I go out, I shop, I ball, I ball But I know what poverty is
Forget it all, let it all burn People dying, no one concerned
More worried about what you earn Tryna speak, never tryna learn
Nowadays, I'm on the verge to go on a travelin' splurge
To get away from all this f*ckin' nonsense all this bullshit, all this gossip talkin
Writer: john merlino
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