I tell em fair well

Everytime you see me i’m going up just like a stairwell

Ion believe y’all raps cause all y’all do is tell tales

Suavaee too hot, I had to cool off with some fan mail

Gotta bad bitch like she Raquel

Mama worked at Sitel

Now we laughing to the bank like we watching Seinfeld

Gawd damn

I got these bitches sour

I was quiet back in school but my actions started speaking louder

No time for the fuckery

Used to sit alone at lunch while niggas sat and made fun of me

Steady calling back when lul shawty said she was done with me

And they talk online but they don’t wanna shoot they one with me

Beat a nigga bloody, man I swear ion need no gun with me

And I ain’t playing

Blink 182, and the Beatles

I got bands

Super tight schedule so I can't be switching plans

Just me and my brother i dont even need no friends

Bars so hard ion need a chorus

Use to have hoes like a nigga porous

Yo bitch sent me nudes but that shit was wasting storage

It was tempting me, so I can’t ignore it

SG