Like A River

Lyrics

[Intro] Telling you, bro, I cannot wait to fuck the damn label's head up (Look out Veno) Won't be able to fuckin' tell me nothin' no more (Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients) What I speak comes into existence Uh [Chorus] Said she want it plain, she don't want no ice, she my type Hop on a plane and I'm feelin' right, drank overhype Finna go insane, keepin' my head right, my head right Shooters leave his ass dead, yeah, dead right, he dead right [Verse 1] All I want me is a hundred mill', a hundred mill' Touch my first goal, I got a double M, a double M Them pussy niggas, I don't fuck with them, it's up with them We do no leg shots, above the rim, above the rim If you take my drnk, get high off of one sip, one sip If my ex bitch know that it's, "Fuck them," it's, "Fuck them" (Yeah) Had to cut some niggas off, it's, "Fuck them," I don't trust them My Patek a hundred ball, hit on dim, the lights dim Tryna stack all my money, so, I'm like, "Shine Cam," yeah, "Shine Cam" That boy got shitbagged, leave his ass layin' My Celine pants got two buttons with no zipper I keep that money flowin' just like a river, just like a river My album, when I drop, it's no skips, it's no skips We ain't got no beef with none of them niggas, them niggas could jump off a cliff Got rich off the rip, I need ten more Ms So I could feed my family, them, yeah [Chorus] Said she want it plain, she don't want no ice, she my type Hop on a plane and I'm feelin' right, drank overhype Finna go insane, keepin' my head right, my head right Shooters leave his ass dead, yeah, dead right, he dead right (Brr, b-b-baow) [Verse 2] Nigga, put your guns up, yeah Pull up in a Lam' truck Bitches sluttin' us, and they fuckin' us Goin' nuts, I don't want no love Baby, I can't trust See it now, rent no truck Free Amiri jeans, super lit Yeah, slim fit, and, lil' mama slim-thick She want a BBL, she wanna be lit as shit I'm on the bigger thing, ask hoe, I'm lit as shit And I'ma show that bitch Oh, she shouldn't have left me She left me at the wrong time, and now it's, "Fuck her" She probably with some broke niggas lettin' 'em slut her I'm a seven-figure nigga, baby, I can't make none of this up (Yeah) [Chorus] Said she wanna plane, she don't want no ice, she my type Hop on a plane and I'm feelin' right, drank overhype Finna go insane, keepin' my head right, my head right Shooters leave his ass dead, yeah, dead right, he dead right (Uh)