| Yo', are y’all with the Lunch Crew Company?
|
| Teejay, what’s the fuckin' deal, nigga?
|
| (What up my nigga, BFB Packman, what’s the deal?) Yeah
|
| Hahaha (My nigga Caasi, turn up) I’m so proud of you, Caasi
|
| Eat a doughnut, bitch, look
|
| I got plans to hear, tell my bitch hand me beer 'cause I got my mans in here
|
| Chandelier when I pull through the block with a droptop, cherry colored Panamera
|
| Almost got jammed this year
|
| So I lied to my momma, told her no more scams this year
|
| Tried to swipe me up ten milly cash (Yellow)
|
| Pullin' these scams this year
|
| I got plans to hear, tell my bitch hand me beer 'cause I got my mans in here
|
| Chandelier when I pull through the block with a droptop, cherry colored Panamera
|
| Almost got jammed this year
|
| So I lied to my momma, told her no more scams this year
|
| Tried to swipe me up ten milly cash (Yellow)
|
| Pullin' these scams this year
|
| Yeah, run up a hundred
|
| Yeah, of course, I mean a thousand
|
| Bobby Shmurda with the dance moves
|
| Bobby Brown with the plug
|
| Hot sauce with the handles
|
| Burn the cookie with the flower
|
| If I get Lizzo in the same crib, we gon' fuck every hour
|
| Yeah, and I meant it
|
| Every word out a niggas mouth
|
| Screenshottin' DMs just for clout
|
| Sellin' rabbit food in a drought
|
| Swipe, uh, I’m sorry
|
| North nigga makin' noise in the south
|
| Yo' daddy rat, yo' whole family mouse
|
| And you guessed it, bitch, you a mouse
|
| Niggas mad I’m here, but this my show
|
| Better know I got that mag in here
|
| She be glad I’m here
|
| Whip white, but the inside black, nigga, lookin' like a panda bear
|
| Niggas sit down on VladTV tellin' on they self with Vladimir
|
| Kick a bitch kids out before a fuck like lil' nigga, yo' daddy here
|
| I got plans to hear, tell my bitch hand me beer 'cause I got my mans in here
|
| Chandelier when I pull through the block with a droptop, cherry colored Panamera
|
| Almost got jammed this year
|
| So I lied to my momma, told her no more scams this year
|
| Tried to swipe me up ten milly cash (Yellow)
|
| Pullin' these scams this year
|
| I got plans to hear, tell my bitch hand me beer 'cause I got my mans in here
|
| Chandelier when I pull through the block with a droptop, cherry colored Panamera
|
| Almost got jammed this year
|
| So I lied to my momma, told her no more scams this year
|
| Tried to swipe me up ten milly cash (Yellow)
|
| Pullin' these scams this year
|
| Nigga run off, put the price on his head
|
| Got a hundred racks stacked up under my bed
|
| Got a hundred iPhone’s stacked up in my closet
|
| I’ma put a nigga on a tee if you cross me
|
| Scammed a lil' kid and I gave him some green
|
| That’s why you lil' kids shouldn’t be drinking lean
|
| I’m 'bout to go pop me a bean
|
| In the Walmart swipin' with a brand new piece
|
| You don’t even own that car, it’s a lease
|
| My dog too wild, gotta put him on a leash
|
| Mini draco sittin' on the seat
|
| Fuck Instagram, leave it in the streets
|
| Pop a nigga, leave him where he at
|
| Swipe in Walmart, leave out the back
|
| Fuck yo' bitch, leave out the back
|
| I’m 'bout to go spend me a rack
|
| I got plans to hear, tell my bitch hand me beer 'cause I got my mans in here
|
| Chandelier when I pull through the block with a droptop, cherry colored Panamera
|
| Almost got jammed this year
|
| So I lied to my momma, told her no more scams this year
|
| Tried to swipe me up ten milly cash (Yellow)
|
| Pullin' these scams this year
|
| I got plans to hear, tell my bitch hand me beer 'cause I got my mans in here
|
| Chandelier when I pull through the block with a droptop, cherry colored Panamera
|
| Almost got jammed this year
|
| So I lied to my momma, told her no more scams this year
|
| Tried to swipe me up ten milly cash (Yellow)
|
| Pullin' these scams this year
|
| I ain’t pay for the pussy, you dead
|
| But you know that I get everything off of credit
|
| Tell a bitch that I’m young and reckless
|
| When I get in that pussy, I’m crashing and wrecking
|
| And I’m killin' whoever in first
|
| before I let you put me second
|
| He told me you gon' leave right after you fucked
|
| Like, bitch, you guessed it
|
| If my mans in here, you know that it’s bands in here
|
| You better stop playin'
|
| We used to be fakin' it, now look, we makin' it
|
| Now everybody wanna be our friends |
| , but never again
|
| I had to find myself, made me a plan
|
| Started sellin' weed, I had every strand
|
| Never did 'cause I need an advance
|
| You is here now, but where was you was when I was deep up in them trenches?
|
| Rich street nigga, I just want the money, but rappin' came with intentions
|
| Don’t compare me to none of these rappers, 'cause we in a different division
|
| I got plans, this shit linked with Packman and this just the beginning, yeah
|
| I got plans to hear, tell my bitch hand me beer 'cause I got my mans in here
|
| Chandelier when I pull through the block with a droptop, cherry colored Panamera
|
| Almost got jammed this year
|
| So I lied to my momma, told her no more scams this year
|
| Tried to swipe me up ten milly cash (Yellow)
|
| Pullin' these scams this year
|
| I got plans to hear, tell my bitch hand me beer 'cause I got my mans in here
|
| Chandelier when I pull through the block with a droptop, cherry colored Panamera
|
| Almost got jammed this year
|
| So I lied to my momma, told her no more scams this year
|
| Tried to swipe me up ten milly cash (Yellow)
|
| Pullin' these scams this year |