Lyrics

[Verse 1] It's a new chapter, what are you after? (Abra) You could go first, and I'll go right after What takes longer lasts longer, yeah, put my hand in the water, yeah And I don't care if I have a son or a daughter, yeah I'ma love them the same, love everybody the same Trap on the block with the rain, I don't give a fuck, I got fame Yeah, I got fame, yeah, I'm finna run all that pape' What do you claim? 1c, yeah that's what I claim Yeah, nigga, 1c that's the set, I don't tolerate disrespect Bitch, come gеt in a jet, nigga, like, "Yeah, fuck thе rest" When you compare to the rest, that's when it start to go left Stripes on me like I'm a ref, I feel like O in the set I feel like O in the set, I feel like O in the set, haha [Break] Hah, hah, hah, hah [Verse 2] Don't mean to be staggered (Abra), like, baby, I'm flattered They stare at my platter, yeah, they stare at my swagger Moves like Jagger, hell yeah, you know I'ma climb up the ladder When he seen me, yeah, his chest fell to his bladder, yeah She keep askin' me what she should wear, I tell her, "Don't matter" She hate that shit, she so indecisive, yeah, yeah, she a nagger Shut that shit off, ayy, don't wanna hear all your chatter I ain't hear, shawty pussy red, uh, said she red snapper Red snapper, red snapper