And I know these niggas mad as *** Bitch, I'm in a trap with T and we throw it up Pour a four while my niggas throw it up And bitch, I'm out the good sense, I might just throw it up These niggas ain't got no swag for real I ain't no Lil Baby, bitch, I'm in my bag for real Hot as ***, got your life for real This nigga left cold with a 32, mad for real And me and that nigga geek, we be tweakin' together Now his shoulders rockin' hoodies and his damn hot-ass sweater That nigga just like me, I ain't know I had that tether And your niggas don't like me, your *** light as a feather I don't wanna work with you, don't let us go Stickin' my heart on this, my ride on this ***in' stool Now in that lil' bitch be with this ***in' two And I don't got your ass, so hold the flex on you Santana, I'ma flex on you And I ain't got your ass, so hold the flex on you Came with the glizzy, I'ma handle you Bitch, this VV's the one that wear like a ***in' gold And I know these niggas mad as *** Bitch, I'm in a trap with T and we throw it up Pour a four while my nigga throw it up And bitch, I'm on to good things, I might just throw it up These niggas ain't got no swag for real I ain't no Lil Baby, bitch, I'm in my bag for real Hot as ***, got your life for real This nigga left cold with a 32, mad for real This nigga left cold with a 32, mad for real And I ain't no Lil Baby, bitch, I'm in my bag for real