If
you need me, I'm down.
No, no, don't go away.
Just believe me, I'm here.
My mama put in my will.
Oh, my God, she down.
My mama put in my will.
Oh, my God, I'm so high.
I'm trying to come down from Mars.
This your girl, yeah.
Lamborghini's just a floss.
All your clothes, baby, take them off.
She getting down to the cross.
The lamb sitting in the garage.
Two bitches out running the notch.
I get high on top of a star,
but I done cut way back on bars.
She just died on top of the bed.
Dog balling in veins.
I know my daughter's down for me.
I pray they never change.
I know my Glock out, and this my dark side.
You better not try, because we're long slides.
I get sick and tired of these bitches not thinking
I'm rich when we shopping inside of Chanel.
I had to go put that bitch down,
and I told her that we wasn't shopping for * that's on sale.
And we never care about the small.
Penny Pollens on Bella,
my lil' homie,
right out of jail.
I'm a rocket ship, I'm high off bills.
Speaking of high, I fly on lifts.
Dropping like flies, can't fly with my dice.
I can't tell no lies, room full of vibes.
If
you need me, I'm there.
No, no, don't go away.
Just believe me, I'm here.
My mama put in my will.
Oh, my God, she down.
My mama put in my will.
Oh, my God, I'm so high.
I'm trying to come down from Mars.
This your girl, yeah.
Every gig ain't just a floss.
All your clothes, baby, take them off.
She getting down to the cross.
She getting down to the cross.
Ain't taking no L's,
because the L's stand for lost.
Don't look out the parking lot,
and they hear the exhaust.
BJ Walt right in the mall,
cash in,
I don't care what it cost.
I cannot live in the past,
I'm poor with no thot,
I can't make up my wife.
I know these niggas be hating on the kid,
he play with that cat,
and he losing his life.
I call the shots and don't use in my script.
She pretty and broke,
then ain't none of my type.
Too many hoes oversee you on the Skype.
Baby girl ride on that dick like a bike.
Popping that * and I know you ain't riding.
I put on all black like a thief in the night.
She my little baby, she keeping it tight.
Soon as a hoe get wrong, she wanna fight.
I'm trying to travel the world, girl.
You can bring all of your friends.
I just might cop my little bitch a new bean.
I'm trying to motivate niggas to win.
Whenever you call me, I'm climbing on run.
If you need me, I'm there.
No,
no,
don't go away,
just believe me,
I'm here.
My,
my,
my,
put it in my wheel,
oh my God,
she down.
My, my, my, put it in my wheel, oh my God.
I'm so high,
I'm trying to come down from Mars.
This your girl, your Lamborghini just a floss.
All your clothes, baby take them off.
She can nail to the cross.