Lyrics

Lyrics from Snippet 1, 2 [Intro: Dave] Yeah [Chorus: Dave] Man talk 'bout gym, man talk 'bout muscle, I don't fight and tussle Skip that dinner and skip that party, still can't skip that struggle This ain't no joke, I grabbed her throat, she tellin' me, "Yo, you're trouble" How you snap your stack in twenties and still got space in a fuckin' duffle? I don't know if I hit her and her twin, I'm burst, seein' in double Louis Vuitton my fit, no logo, I like it subtle She fuck with me and a scammer, and that's why that girl sayin' I'm tight Me and bro in the spot, then one of us got it, it's sad, but I'm sayin' it's life [Verse: Dave] Look, my Xabi Alonso pic' is loaded, the streets ain't for me Can't put me on a private story, that's how I end up on Maury Not one of my young G's havin' a breather, I ain't had one either The crypto market crashed, I'm good, but uncle's havin' a seizure Either Eva, Ava, or Jada gonna make it work for Chico Way I put that girl in the YSL, she could've got hit with a RICO I don't even know if I got good game, all this fame's a cheat code Nuff man paying for pussy, I do see why, but that ain't my steelo [Verse: Clavish] My Xabi Alonso picture's loadin', the streets ain't for me Gonna donate all of these PYTs, they only call me when they get horny Wakin' up to gettin' eaten, that's my idea of a good mornin' Or if I catch me one of them yutes my side of town ain't cool with You rap 'bout guns you ain't even seen, we know you ain't got any toys It's only been five minutes, she's already sendin' quotes from Justin LaBoy Stealin' food was once my hobby, not the type that you put in a trolly Big K, but I call him Liyah Mai cah he got a body, sorry 1942 in her throat, that's how she ended up in the Wagon G Herbo, Louis Vuitton, two thousand pound for my jacket Said I should choke her, grab it and slap it Spit in her mouth, can't see that waistline Think that private story is naughty? Yo, you should see what she does on FaceTime Yo, you should see what she does in person She want a purse, my gang want turners Not gonna ask, I'ma just find out if she's a cream or squirters How come when I run into man they're nervous? You know that sayin', know your worth I ain't robbin' plugs for less than a quarter key anymore, that's worthless [Chorus: Dave] Man talk 'bout gym, man talk 'bout muscle, I don't fight and tussle Skip that dinner and skip that party, still can't skip that struggle This ain't no joke, I grabbed her throat, she tellin' me, "Yo, you're trouble" How you snap your stack in twenties and still got space in a fuckin' duffle? I don't know if I hit her and her twin, I'm burst, seein' in double Louis Vuitton my fit, no logo, I like it subtle She fuck with me and a scammer, and that's why that girl sayin' I'm tight Me and bro in the spot, then one of us got it, it's sad, but I'm sayin' it's life [Verse: Dave] I had plans of turnin' him, run that, reload I don't need no re-up For the times they paid us peanuts Take that half, no prenup This Fibonacci's law Girls with the back look best with C-cups [...] Gotta block that chick, man parry it Day that you find you a good girl, marry it I know that girl, I think she goin' She settling down, I'm happy to see it She tired of hoeing You're talkin' packs, you don't wanna know it The 787, I'm flying a Boeing