Got Close

Lyrics

[Intro] Enrgy made this one Alright Four pints of, that's juice [Verse] Four pints of drank, that's juice Talking to me wrong, I ain't walking [?] Four pints of drank, that's juice Nigga talking to me wrong, family walking up in [?] Family walking up in [?] 'cause he got a [?] I'm in [?] trapping, we the only goons there If you get caught with a zip, you might make the news there Welcome to Dead Broke Records, I make all the rules there Alright They call me Louie Ray, life Gucci She only fuck with me, that's my coochie [?] That Louis bag done cost six racks, that's mine Fifty thousand for a watch, clear them on my own time I lied, it's thirty two to be exact I can't justify [?] shoot at you if you a rat If you really love me like you say you do, then get me tatted You can buy the weed with the blunts too, it's a package She dnacing outside on the car for me, OK She dancing outside on the car, alright, damn She dancing outside on the car for me, this city ratchet I don't think it's funny to be [?] hear them laughing You can tell I sell weed, by the bags, but who asking? Take my grill out after I perform, wear a napkin All white Off White button up I ain't out here selling dope, but I be cutting up Tryna hit him in his head, doing one and dones Pocketed a dime off the [?] to another club Made one fifty off the tours, do another one Eight fifty for the [?] the peanut butter ones [?] my nigga tell me [?] You can throw the bags on me, [?] 'cause I flip dough Flint nigga, still pushing hard action through a flip phone I used to want to do it, but I didn't, niggas [?] Ho ass hanging out the bag [?] stop [?] Switch that shit out for something black, 'cause it's hot [?] Oversized Vlone T, but the hat Chrome Boogers on the side, so [?] fat nose I don't think I'm ready to get married, but my boo cold I'ma probably wear them once or twice, then the shoes old You see I'm riding in the spaceship, that's why the crues on So many other niggas out here for you, baby, move on One fifty five in a lack, through a school zone Fell off like you was supposed to, 'cause you move wrong I swerve side to side, feel like I'm dodging potholes The fiends fixed some money for me, 'cause the shop closed [?] eye level with you, but I'm not though I buy what I want when I want, on the spot though Press you up a ten, five minutes, on the shot though I [?] crime scene messy, I don't mop though He post pints on his Instagrram, what he drop though? [?] for a band, sound scam, but it's not though I ain't let that nigga get me out of no money, but he got close It's a whole lot of shit I am, but I'm not broke He sick that he still ain't shit, got a snot nose I ain't mad for you saying what you said, but I got close