[Verse 1]

Forever slutty kama sutra crosswords

Forever fuck’em coma till they lost words

God damn I wish the nigga would just talk first

Silence lil niggas like they awkward

Downtown I be livin' in a new loft

20 ft ceilings just because I never had a pops

22 I gotta sit pretty in that porshe box

Drive by enemies tell’em that I won't stop

(Shit, shit) Imagine how they'll feelin'

Rather get this houla give a fuck bout how they feelin'

Me and two niggas dreads swingin' make a killin'

You would think its Chiraqgang of wolves ice grillin' like

(ahhhhhhhhhhh…)

Put your hands to the ceiling

Used to be a fan

But this rappers a villain

Credit card scams

Made him rich without stealing

Get a quarter milly

No labels & dealings

(Fuck em all)

Couple commas put your friends on

Niggas stay fronting need a bitch

To pretend on

Wanna, wanna cop what I spend on

Rather keep it hunnid

Like the niggas in my friendzone

[Verse 2]

Clappin' a round

Ride through the city

Like what's happenin' now

Break down fortress

Run up in the crib taking everything gorgeous

Nigerians an fraud

Voodoo got my niggas beating all of the charge

All of em Gods

All you see's the black

That’s all of the cars

R letter cars

Pretty sitting bitches

Thats all of our broads

Pull up to the spot (x2)

And all of them pause