Lyrics

[Verse 1: xaviersobased] Yeah, bitch, I'm rocking Prada And my brodie's smoking marijuana It's your own life, you can do what you wanna Never buyin' shit on sale, put the cost up Smokin dope—, Smokin dope just like a rasta My boy Marlon love them drugs, he's a nodda Yeah, they ask me what I want and I'm like, "Nada" Yeah, my nigga Ricky sippin' water I can't post up, runnin' from the coppers Look up and all I see is helicopters Oh, you like my music? Oh, yeah, it's an honor Oh, he wanna talk down, so he's a goner Yeah, all these niggas look up to me just like I'm Allah Man, who callin' me? Who's the caller? Yeah, these niggas be my pet, wear a collar You know I'm a baller Walk up in the mall ballin', uh, oh How you believe in something you don't know if—? Yeah, that's faith Yeah—, Yeah, your lil' bitch I'll give me face And I'm with my—, And I'm with my niggas clay And I could do this shit all day Yeah, boy, watch what you fuckin' say Yeah, I know my vocals louder than the beat And I—, I know I'm rappin' off beat But I don't give a fuck, can't you see? 1c shit in the c' I'm with gang and we ridin' in a Jeep Shout out to my bro, nah, G Shout out to my nigga, bitch Uh, ooh, I'ma—, ooh [Verse 2: st47ic] Yeah, yeah, I can't kiss, she stink onna dick, uh I can't kiss, she eat that dick, uh, uh I couldn't fuck up, she playin', dumb bitch I'ma pull up—, I'ma pull up with a glick, yeah Pull up, got your shit, uh Shooting at your shit, uh Damn, that fucking shit, uh I don't give no fuck bro, uh Pull up, take anything, yeah He in the cut bro, yeah 1c in this bitch (What, what, what) 1c, in the c' (What, what, what) 1c, hit a lick (What, what, what) 1c, he understand Nigga, you a stain Nigga, you a fuckin' lame I don't care about your gang, yeah I don't care about your gang, nigga Swag, swag, swag, swag Swag, swag, swag, swag Swag, swag, swag, swag [Verse 3: phreshboyswag] I'm sipping wine in UK It's my birthday so we gotta celebrate Bitch hit my line, talking about we need a break I don't even care, didn't like her anyways Gettin money, gettin' bitches, yeah, I get it either way Haha, haha, 1c, bitch And you know I can't see you through the shades, bitch And I heard that you've been talking shade, bitch You're a lame, you're a square, you're a shape, bitch Go and hit the gym, you're looking like a fish bitch And I just got head from a rich bitch Early morning, yeah, I gotta catch an airplane Yeah, I got a bunch of clothes and their not fake Yeah, I had to cut them off 'cause they were fake as fuck I did too much K, now I'm feeling stuck When we upped the AR, Boy, you shoulda ducked Bitch, get it right, I'm going, then I'm not pouring I been sipping wine, now I'm feeling kinda drunk I won't lie, yeah, I'm definitely drunk as fuck Quit making music 'cause you fucking suck I don't even make music and I do not suck So why the fuck do you suck, bro you shouldn't suck Yeah, she got on her knees and she fucking sucked