You don't know what you want, that's right I keep thinkin' bout the past life
Girl, I'm just tryna have your back right I always thinkin' bout the past times
I've been in it, I like give and go You the *, but you ain't had bricks before
Bitch, I think you told, I think you sold your soul
For a bag and a house down south of Raton Beachside, girl, you petty, open toes
All my niggas movin' heavy, those the bros Beachside, girl, you petty, open toes
All my niggas movin' heavy, those the bros
Bitch, I ain't as you as Sonic, I hope it's Chucks
Keep bustin' me in the belly, throw up a dunk
It ain't * as you can tell me, my talk is dope
Ain't no * as you can tell me, never sold my soul
I ain't saw *, I ain't saw * My hard drive, it's a vibe, what's a gold brick?
You can't look me in my eye, I got you dope sick
I just hope that you in love, I'm in the zone six
Why don't you pull up, I'm in a vilt
Actors read a script, we takin' silks
Mag in the bag, got a lack of honey clues
Shawty talkin', *, I see your lips
Actors read a script, we takin' silks
Mag in the bag, got a lack of honey clues
Shawty talkin', *, I see your lips
Baby, you should just try to hope you
Time to get grimy
We'll see you next time.