Tell that I told you my city was hot Tell that the city is still like a night Put it up, you'll walk out of the car Pull up my titties, we travel the world Evil as we eatin', you'll feel some blood Ain't nothin' changed but the seasons Big ***in' jabs makin' blood shed leases Burnin' all the tears, got me blindin' on these pieces Whippin' lil' rentals, got me dancin' for a living Get, get back for kicks Smokin' on the east side, I'm ridin' round with Keisha Yeah, ridin' round with Nina Chillin' out this season, got me prayin' to my demons like Bitch, stop, and I got no rights to make them bitches Off, ain't nobody seen that, so I'm blowin' big Man, them bitches fly when I be draped up and draped out And I'm draped up and laid down like Everything's so gone, give me that song Stayin' so alone, stayin' so alone Everything's so cool, stayin' so cool No need to pretend, just sing Sometimes it's light, sometimes it's wind You're always drunk, I know that I'm not ordinary, I'm a fan of singing I can't even see your eyes, I can't even hear your voice But I can still fall if I'm afraid to see the hoop Tell the people around them, but they say they loop Well, if you're overloaded, put it in a coupe You don't need a knuckle, all the niggas see the proof Tell a fighting gym and see a drill, gon' need you Well, y'all who make competition, get that chick a deuce Felt like you don't got me, never let somebody else use Call me the inspiration to the ***in' Bitch, stop, and I got no rights to make them bitches Off, ain't nobody seen that, so I'm blowin' big Man, them bitches fly when I be draped up and draped out And I'm draped up and laid down like I'm the type of nigga who can get it out the mud H-A-Y, nigga, who be bangin' that blood? Fuckin' off racks when I thug in the club If you don't bet that ass, your nigga do what it does He don't want the beef, he don't want the war You ain't play ball, you ain't up to score Heavy metal like Thor, heavy money hit the floor Nigga, want that Lamborghini flame, mention that roar And I know I'm destined, no leash up, big pressin' My life been a lesson, these trials been my blessing Spittin' off game to the niggas that's fallin' All my niggas down, up one, no stallin' Big rims with a callin', big ends with them hollin' Brain jobs with a bone, lil' nigga, what the *** you mean? That cash be that cream, that chop with that beam That thuggin' in my jeans, nigga, what the *** you mean? That cash be that cream, that chop with that beam That thuggin' in my jeans, huh? Yeah, it's dark, and I got no rights to make them ***, and I'm bustin' thots, I'm blowin' big, pop Man, them bitches fly when I be draped up and dripped out And I'm baped up and laid down like I'm baped up and laid down like