Lil Mane - Fold (feat. Felix) Lyrics

Ey ey
Now I'm with the gang and they not gonna fold
I'm in the clique for real
She say she in love I already know
Hop on the bag (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
I do what I feel I'm made of steal
I cannot break for real
I'm spitting the facts all over the plate
You with the rags (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
I don't want love bitches don't last
We not a thing for real
Just like a friend just like the past
F*ck what you think (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
"Get with the world go get a job"
But I wanna keep it real
I want the smoke I want the cash
I wanted all the feels
I get her wet like a pool
I'm like ight baby cool
Tell me what we gonna do
She wanna f*ck in the pool
I don't got nothin' to prove
You bitches quick to assume
I get the pics then I zoom
I know that he pull up with goons
I'm breaking the rules
Play with the gang and you lose
Baby I know what you do (Yeah yeah)
Play with the gang and you lose
I'm going crazy ya'll hitting the snooze
Ya'll thought I'm cappin'
Just wait till' I pull up on you and your crew
Nothing to lose
I'm going hard and ya'll thought I was cappin'
People they talk but they ain't about action
I'm making moves and they turn into plastic
Please do not swing on me you must be kidding
Gotta grow up gotta mind ya own business
I can't decide between LA and Italy
I compromised now I stay up in Venice
Was on the beach I was trying to kick it
With couple girls they was one in a million
If they break in they gotta move all the money
Cus way that I'm stacking it's up to the ceiling
You finna fold never believed all the stories you told
Already dropped and the summer still cold
You say that it's new but my money been old
(Fake ass motherf*cker)
The million on fives my pockets fat
Spending it all then make it right back
I do not play I don't only rap
On and off the court I stay with the strap
Now I'm with the gang and they not gonna fold
I'm in the clique for real
She say she in love I already know
Hop on the bag (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
I do what I feel I'm made of steal I cannot break for real
I'm spitting the facts all over the plate
You with the rags (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
I need a bitch for the clique
I need a bitch who get lit you pull up and you getting hit
I don't got clips so you know you catching these fists
So you gonna see me and ditch
I wanna get rich
Get the fam out of the ditch
And they know we staying on pitch
Don't play with a snitch
Shawty it's not gonna fit
So get the f*ck off of this dick
Did you hear that?