Some DMs on IG I won't do this again
Post the stories on my IG cause it flex man
I been saying the truth, it's a foundation
I ain't no foolish or a coward,
no I ain't saying
My life is a movie you know
I don't even care about you
I'm wearing my grind on dude
But in the rain I'm mudder than a fool
You see I'm on top right now
You see the drip on my shoe
She want me to rub it like crude
I need a woman to remove
I need some guap, I need some back
This nigga is chasing a lady like the first
I said my friends, I said my name
I be a word,
it's under my blood I'm wearing my pants,
every man raised
I need some cash,
I don't really want it Bitches need this,
I need it to die
I been dancing off the streets and outside this Niggas be off,
I ain't giving a damn
The poor a rapper,
the clock is a jam I left the business I * up instead
I pull up the trigger but you'll never
die Living my life and driving in hell
This here karma,
money I can't What you gonna do,
we gonna make it,
we gonna
drip We ain't freaking, I been praying to the
god I been calling on my blessings, she been
wandering with me I ain't singing,
they been flipping
I need money,
I need cash, cash They be scruping,
she got a fat ass
She be snoping,
snaps on the Snapchat Tagging me on her stories with those hashtags
I been making money but I'm still on the grind
Going down the street with all of my slams
Yeah I'm G-Dub out of space Diamond dancing,
moonwalking,
pay his rights
I mean like you say,
brand new cup Now pay,
sling my cup like a potion
Floating my mismotion,
swimming in love and motion
Big boy drip,
no lotion Bitch I'm blessed,
I'm chosen
Leg of earth is frozen Pop my *, no folding
Cali-fied,
I'm golden Jump in the mess,
go braze it
Swing my fingers,
I'm brazy I pop my jet,
I'm wavy
Brand new whip, no spacey Rasta like, no basic
Feels like I didn't waste it Fangs all feel like angels
Hoe right,
right,
I'm baited I want tax back,
I'm jaded All that fit like I'm a badger Pull up toes,
go crazy Blunt my shirt,
no saving Money so tall,
can't fold it Snakes so old,
it's snowing I got friends,
no standing Heart racks,
stomping on iron I been running,
I'm floating She wanna ride,
she choking I spend her bag,
no folding I'm flexing,
my blood is golden I got some trust issues,
no neighbors I got a chop with a
laser Rocking my shorts with no mans,
just independent I'm great,
I'm money so tall,
can't fold it Neck so cold,
it's snowing I got friends,
no styling
We got a pair,
we got some fans She a friend,
but she a fan
Giving her head with no hands Can't change my voice,
can't switch no lens