Lyrics:
money) Now, I ain't sayin' she a gold digger
(When I'm in need) But she ain't messin' with no broke niggas
(She give me money) Now, I ain't sayin' she
a flight that shit finna arrive in milan
I need me a bad bitch when i land
Got so many fits i dont post on the gram
Do this shit by myself dont need no hands
I could be the lil' dog in the room
I'ma walk in that bitch my chin up with my chest out
Honestly all these rap niggas hoe music
Don't got no bop
a truthful eye
Trying to play me like a lame, no sorry but I'm not that guy
Don't want that pussy lil baby I'm out here chasing pie
I'm down to earth but
since he had a son
It been money on his brain
He ain't never been no lame
Try him put one in yo brain
He different he don't follow
He create his own lane
places yeah
'Cus it can get hard out here
They plotting yo life they tryna steal
If you don't love me
It's fuck how you feel
I'm too bad don't need no Dr.
misplaced
And flowers shown
Are grown by mother's wet face
After receiving mother's fears
Slightly relieving for a doctor's ears
No more reasons to clean your
perfectly in place, no concerns and no complaints
I am plastic, smile on my face but there's something by the waist
I have nothing more to say
Plastic,
A two for twenty, cause them prices got me tongue-tied
How you gon' pay
I don't know, I'm waitin' outside
No, no, no, like seriously, you need to wait
shite, consume your life
Don't think on them, the ones who
Follow us, in this
Spit in the eyes of gods
No interest to know what's wrong
The system that
that's real
Motherfuckers need to step back, hell yeah
They need to chill (tell these motherfuckers)
Because I don't give a fuck (bitches ain't shit)
that's real
Motherfuckers need to step back, hell yeah
They need to chill (tell these motherfuckers)
Because I don't give a fuck (bitches ain't shit)
False pretender, stop pretendin'
I hope girls say the love I'm sendin', watch this
Ain't no use pretendin'
You don't feel the way I do
With this
False pretender, stop pretendin'
I hope girls say the love I'm sendin', watch this
Ain't no use pretendin'
You don't feel the way I do
With this
Bitch I'm tryna' blow up, like tnt
Don't try to call my phone, my shit on dnd
Bitches tryna' get the drop like
Look, man I'm tryna' blow up, like tnt
as all of her girls is in, I made 'em bust it like Greyhound
That's right, I'm a man, ho, haters cannot stand Short
No matta if it's made by Gucci, Louis V
carried away, YnA, every day
Don’t get carried away, Baethoven… ay, ay, what he told ‘em
I just need one more day, Jimmy G, YnA
Hey, don’t get carried away,
and live my life it's a thriller bitch
I'm on it if it's right and if it's not I don't write filler shit
The doctor said I might and if I don't then she'll
wack...
No surprise there...
No cracker jack...
I don't need a whole hook I'll cut that in half...
That's what my choice is...
I keep hearing voices
I keep
Talk with the devil to move up the chain
Might cop a lil uzi cause I'm filled with rage
Spazzin'
Brain been movin on Z06 Matic
Need no doctor to tell me
or rap I choose, don't care bout ig views
Late night it's when the bats take flight
I'm gonna need my sleep so I grow height
I'm five fucking five, enough
my ass
Go to school I'm failing class
Same time making fire tracks
Knowing no one got my back
Mental health is out of whack
Medications don't help
Don't cry 'cause I made it out alive, ayy (sheesh)
Don't cry, wipe your eyes, don't cry, I made it out alive
I'ma live, never die, don't cry, I made it
much for watching
Who was that you were just talking to
On about doctors, you wonder
I know I'm a goner
And I don't need someone to talk to
I just need
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