Yeah, I think
Yeah, I think
These niggas forgot about
Had to to pop
In again, give them something to talk about Yeah, motherf*cker, I'm him,
You better watch your mouth
Everybody got something to talk about
Everybody got something to talk about
Niggas talking shit, so I had to
Walk em down, walk em down, walk em down, Walk em down
That's my baby, I can't believe she's walking Now
With some ladies in Mercedes, we got all the Loud
And she yapping, what you gotta talk
About?
Girl, you better get some cash, better get Some cash
All my joints, I'm finna ash, don't get it
On the dash
You might see me flyin' past, finna fly past
I'm on all these rappers' ass, yeah, I'm moving Fast
Swear time be moving slow, yeah, it's moving Slow though
Got sick, seen my old dog up in them photos Got scars on my face, yeah, he play Manolo
Why I'm always out here Olo, home with dem Ole Folk
I was at my grandma's house, home with
Dem Ole Folk
Gave birth to my LO FLOW, yeah, I'm really
Homegrown
Gave birth to my LO FLOW, yeah, I'm really
Homegrown
Gave birth to my LO FLOW, yeah, I'm really
Homegrown
Gave birth to my LO FLOW, yeah, I'm really
Homegrown
Gave birth to my LO FLOW, yeah, I'm really
Homegrown
Gave birth to my LO FLOW, yeah, I'm really
Homegrown