Trying
to run me up some millions I can't act like nobody
All my niggas like some millions and we outta our body
Feel like Tupac,
I keep sending brain that demon up out me
Mother bitch,
she keep on screaming,
want me feel on her body
Truck,
punch me in,
be too deep in the track,
hoe
*, *, you know he's thick
My bitch ain't got her ass, but I * up
What you did?
I wiped the nigga ass out
You know I did, flipped the nigga hat off
Ain't gone, ain't gone, ain't gone
Ain't gone,
ain't gone, ain't gone
Ain't gone, ain't gone, ain't gone
Bitch can't make me choose I sip on lean,
this ain't no gin,
bitch,
don't step on my shoes
She like the cream,
I like the cap,
yo,
people on the news
I send my mama pictures of my strap,
yo,
bitch keep sending news
Let me talk then,
I just walk then I'm taking pictures with my Glock,
I did my Glock then
I'm calm under this * dirty,
they can't comprehend
You took a perky dive,
but I ain't worried,
I still talk to Ben
Tryna run me up some millions,
I can't act like nobody
All my niggas like some millions and we outta our body
Feel like Tupac,
I keep sending brain that demon up out of me
Model bitch,
she keep on screaming,
want me feel on her body
Punch me in,
be too deep in the track,
hoe *,
*,
you know he's thick
My bitch ain't got her ass,
but I * up What you did?
I wiped the nigga ass out
You
know I did, flipped the nigga hat off