I Had Aunty Before I Had Fans

Lyrics

[Verse] Baby girl hide crack in her wig She let me trap out the crib She know Neph fuck with the kids She know Neph fresh as a bitch I got a Pyrex in the cabinet Keep a Glock in the attic She like "Neph, your ass savage And you come with way too much baggage" Pull over the car, baby hitting that head Pocono mountain with a couple grams Auntie waiting for me when I land Baby like "Neph, don't fuck your fans" I go broke, it's the pot and the pan I don't know if you gon' be here forever But I know my Glock don't jam Couple dogs changed up on me Hit thе town, whip the paint for me Ja Morant in the paint on 'еm Make it back, bitch, I can't fumble it I pull a scrimmage with a .31 Unc like "Neph, hurry up" I'm from the east side, the dirty hub Girl, I was dirtier than her I'll never go broke like Karo Double back like [?] Girl, I made a hundred thousand dollars on tour Looking like [?] Dope strong, make a jake faint Opps moving like they huff paint Ask around, girl, I'm top rank Opps got a buck fifty on they face Girl, I'll never call the law Calamari, you can have it all Baby grabbing at my Gucci drawers Baby tryna take that Gucci off Gucci bucket, Gucci shirt, Gucci coat Bitch, I got a lot of Gucci on Kick a bitch out the Hummer while I'm driving Girl, I'm tryna get my Gucci on You see a dollar in my bankroll, then I'm pussy Girl, I'm getting my Boosie on Feel like Lud Foe with the pole stick With a whole bunch of Truey on Nigga tryna kick the Hendog Price change, Neph pissed off Bitch like "You don't miss at all" Seventeen to life, shit, I miss my dog I'm Polo down like '09 Bam Uncle beat your ass 'bout a gram From the trenches, they don't understand Ask about Neph, he never ran I had fiends 'fore I had fans Had a gun 'fore I had grams [Outro] Girl, I had a gun 'fore I had grams I had beans 'fore I had fans, yeah