[Intro]

(S-dot, you shitted my heart)

Damn, its that funddss nigga man

What they said? They said look

[Verse 1]

Wanna talk but it's so hard to speak

Ima roll up a blunt that shit put me at ease

I ain't trustin no one from the shit that I've seen

If you out here treeshin then you can't be for me

If I call you my brother then we gotta eat

Tryna run up a bag I've been stackin for weeks

I Showed her some money now she on her knees

Niggas came up from nothin thats how it should be

Now it's Amiri Denim for the jeans

Like we doin good I don't know if you peeped

Take a trip to hibachi when we boutta feast

Only keep it 100 I don't do the beans

We got lemons we gon let em squeeze

I stopped dealin with opps I've been lookin for peace

Like ain't no money comin from this beef

But I'm sturdy for bail if I catch me a P

100's on 100's that's my motivation

Grinchin for dollars I've been dedicated

I can't wait for that day that I could say I made it

I know my time comin I gotta be patient

But for now Ima get in that mode

Hold it down every step 2 feet 10 toes

Ima get a new wave and kick it to the bros

We in this together so I'll let em know

And I can't get caught with a ho

Ima do what I do then Ima send her home

Your uber outside baby you gotta go

Ain't no stayin the night all that shit lookin slow

And for that she would say that I'm slime

She don't know I got situations on my mind

And I'm not lovey dovey you couldn't be mine

But to make you feel better I had a good time

It's the last life that I wanna live

You don't bring nothing to me pussy's all you give

And if I'm being girl that shit was mid

Get to fuckin inside and next time give me spits

Every night I'm up stressin on how to get rich

[?] tryna load up the 6

I need me a couple thousand for the fit

Denim tears on my body and Louis the kicks

Hadda double the cup this the wocky I sip

Niggas walk wit a limp cause that shit on my hip

Like like d-don't make me tweak in this bitch

Ima up it in fashion all I wear is drip

If that boy do a dance ima flock at his hip

Hittin bank after bank tryna see what to hit

I like all of my 100's with blue on the strips

And if money was health some of y'all would be sick

[Outro]

Like damn, what they said? graah-graah boom nigga