Lyrics

[Chorus] N*ggas act like hoes got me dissapointed Showboatin', pourin' fours up in Rolls-Royce's Don't be playin nowhere by me I'll overdo it We ain't even made it all the way but we the closest to it Thousand dollar jacket bitch I'm barely braggin Stick up in the foreign better not think I'm lackin' I'm wearing gallery dept this expensive fashion Designer when I feel like it, I can mix and match it [Duffy] All this money in my pocket still'll do you foul though I could be out with my granny still got the blick on me In my bag applyin' pressure stackin' money morе than ever I'm a cold heartеd n*gga in this Chrome Hearts sweater I know this gon' have them n*ggas mad Walkin' out of Saks Fifth, is that an opp with Ross bags? N*ggas say we couldn't do it, we up eighty thousand cash Any bitch with no blue strips that's a red flag Blue tips for loose lips, give a opp a toe tag Who put money our head? Go n get your bread back What it take for me to get these n*ggas off my nutsack Sorry not sorry, nice guys finish last Sorry not sorry, that's too bad he outta options Think it's time for new diamonds, pullin' foreigns up to Rami Dope kickin' for the uchies you would think I know karate All these n*ggas poppin' it but I don't buy it [Pesos] Opp fraternizes they get hit with the mightest It's a snowstorm on me, fuck around and change the climate You scorin' lab diamonds knowin me I wouldn't buy it If it's money on my head then ya'll failed that assignment We got n*ggas lookin bad sorry bro I'm not sorry If he try me for my chain he gon' be findin' Dory We got the titties hangin' out like a party in New Orleans Try n touch me for some syrup, leave 'em slumped in a forest I kick it with the slimiest of the slime Come play ball with us bro, why you sittin' court side? Most my opps outta sight and outta mind He say he got a problem n*gga I ain't hard to find We the truth and I bet they realize I feel safe in the trenches long John by my side Ya'll was sittin' on the porch when I was trynna go outside If you ain't never broke bread then don't even ask me for a ride [Chorus] N*ggas act like hoes got me dissapointed Showboatin', pourin' fours up in Rolls-Royce's Don't be playin nowhere by me I'll overdo it We ain't even made it all the way but we the closest to it Thousand dollar jacket bitch I'm barely braggin Stick up in the foreign better not think I'm lackin' I'm wearing gallery dept this is expensive fashion Designer when I feel like it, I can mix and match it