Pockets too fat this music a buffet
You aint got no money, out my face lil bitch
I dont give a f*ck bout what they say
Cus i know that that shit aint gon make me rich
I said how you gon play in my face? It's crazy
Said you want me now you don't
You're changing moods
Said you're missing my taste, you're "faking"
Hard to tell with all the dirty things we do
Only things that I'm chasing
Is a bag and that bottle of nameless
He talkin down we gon leave his ass faceless
Like I'm famous bitch when I walk thru they
Gon make some room
Tryna copy my cadence
I'm impatient my plug better hurry and send it thru
We stay strapped like the navy
Animosity started so ima just send the troops
Yeah okay
Try to stop it but you can't
Too much motion I'm a sailor bitch
And they keep on tryna ride the wave
Why the hell they think I came to play
Lil bitch I do not got no time for no games
All of these backwoods I'm facing
Too many opps why the hell would
I send my location thru?
Lately my mind been vacant
I sent ma dukes to the islands
Might need a vacation too
My teeth look like glaciers
Japanese clothing might as well get me
A Malaysian brew
Run that fade like a taper
I'm making hella bands and he struggling to make a few
So ima just send the troops
Just send the troops