Every time I leave
I tell her
I be right back
No text
No reply
Because I be
Right back
Gave these niggas
Time now
I'm right back
Grip her by
The waist
She throw it
Right back
Every time
I leave
I be right back
No text
No reply
Cause I'm
Right back
Gave these niggas
Time now
I'm right back
Grip her by
The waist
She throw it
Back
Why you gotta
Od
All time
Why u think I gotta od
Why you think the
Cops think they know me
I just put the sauce in
The mix
I just put the gold
On my wrist
With a champagne
Piss
Who buddy
Who buddy
You run wit
I highly doubt
That his rich
Thumbing threw
The cash that
Was dumb quick
She pop it
That's hood
Double up
We doing
Good
Get bank
Relax
Get bank
Relax
Every time I leave
I tell her
I be right back
No text
No reply
Because I be
Right back
Gave these niggas
Time now
I'm right back
Grip her by
The waist
She throw it
Right back
Every time
I leave
I be right back
No text
No reply
Cause I'm
Right back
Gave these niggas
Time now
I'm right back
Grip her by
The waist
She throw it
Back
Every time I leave
I tell her
I be right back
No text
No reply
Because I be
Right back
Gave these niggas
Time now
I'm right back
Grip her by
The waist
She throw it
Right back
Every time
I leave
I be right back
No text
No reply
Cause I'm
Right back
Gave these niggas
Time now
I'm right back
Grip her by
The waist
She throw it
Back
I Ain't seen all
Day
I guess you
Okay
A couple
Of jersey
Girls
Get them
Things moving
I was everywhere
And I wasn't moving
Mel say show out
Then sale shows out
I Never been comfortable
Taking depressed
Reach
They drowning my sorrows
With money crisis
My advices is
Up the
Prices
Sale for low if they
Over buying
This is natural
I'm trying to
Be patient
Wit it
My cry's seem to
Be mistaken for screams
I mean
It's just the shh
That I seen
I told her no
Mac can make
Up
He said 360
Hell Mac the make up
From a far
I know it's dangerous
I don't play wit it
Watch them
Scrabble like loose
Change
Some shit
Change
Just more improvement
I'm just digging my
Gold mind
That I'm aware of
Had to proper
Love
And lost souls
That mmm
That I carry wit
Me
It's automatic hate
Do I need semi
In these days
I shall Rome
Run it back
Cuz u hearing me
Wrong
I'm steering right
They streering you wrong
These roads clear
You wanna Drive
Thru the fog
And Bragg about how you
Tore the mall down
I get it ship
Don't
Go to the store
Need time to record now
I'm bored now
I need more now