Pockets loaded, I might empty a whole clip
I ain't a butcher, put you to death
Hit him in both ribs, huh
Pockets loaded, tint the whip 'til it frozen
I got my eyes up on your bitch like I was Odin
Oh shit, you ain't owe me none
Have that blood go down your head
Make that temple run
She want my father's son
But I ain't give her one
Hit it till she done then quit it
Cause I can't trust no one, ay
Huh, yeah, ay
If she fronting, kick her out, give her no place to stay
Cause I ain't that man who praying for pussy
In fact I hardly pray
When it comes to light, Imma light my stick like I'm Lumiere
I can never lie awake cause I might lie today
I ain't paid her, she ain't calling me her Charlemagne
All the lines in place, she won't wipe her face
I'm a player who can't control her, she like Coi Leray
"Ray's on a mad grind"
It's what I do when I pass time
Make haste, stack dimes, and I, huh
Hit up the blunt and I recline, huh
Aim for the trees like a tree line, huh
I keep a round, you ain't see mine, huh
Ain't gonna give her no cash, she don't need mine
But I don't really give no f*cks, Imma keep her ass on a decline, huh
Pockets loaded, I might empty a whole clip
I ain't a butcher, put you to death
Hit him in both ribs, huh
Pockets loaded, tint the whip 'til it frozen
I got my eyes up on your bitch like I was Odin
Oh shit, you ain't owe me none
Have that blood go down your head
Make that temple run
She want my father's son
But I ain't give her one
Hit it till she done then quit it
Cause I can't trust no one, ay
Take my shit, I'm fed up, letting my dawg blow, hm
Double v's, Maybach doors, let them open
Think I'll pop an E, and leave me in a coffin
I don't want no set up with your bitch in tow
Take my shit, I'm fed up, letting my dawg blow, hm
Double v's, Maybach doors, let them open
Think I'll pop an E, and leave me in a coffin
Pockets loaded, I might empty a whole clip
I ain't a butcher, put you to death
Hit him in both ribs, huh
Pockets loaded, tint the whip 'til it frozen
I got my eyes up on your bitch like I was Odin
Oh shit, you ain't owe me none
Have that blood go down your head
Make that temple run
She want my father's son
But I ain't give her one
Hit it till she done then quit it
Cause I can't trust no one, ay
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Pockets loaded, I might empty a whole clip
I ain't a butcher, put you to death
Hit him in both ribs, huh
Pockets loaded, tint the whip 'til it frozen
I got my eyes up on your bitch like I was Odin
Oh shit, you ain't owe me none
Have that blood go down your head
Make that temple run
She want my father's son
But I ain't give her one
Hit it till she done then quit it
Cause I can't trust no one, ay
Huh, yeah, ay
If she fronting, kick her out, give her no place to stay
Cause I ain't that man who praying for pussy
In fact I hardly pray
When it comes to light, Imma light my stick like I'm Lumiere
I can never lie awake cause I might lie today
I ain't paid her, she ain't calling me her Charlemagne
All the lines in place, she won't wipe her face
I'm a player who can't control her, she like Coi Leray
"Ray's on a mad grind"
It's what I do when I pass time
Make haste, stack dimes, and I, huh
Hit up the blunt and I recline, huh
Aim for the trees like a tree line, huh
I keep a round, you ain't see mine, huh
Ain't gonna give her no cash, she don't need mine
But I don't really give no f*cks, Imma keep her ass on a decline, huh
Pockets loaded, I might empty a whole clip
I ain't a butcher, put you to death
Hit him in both ribs, huh
Pockets loaded, tint the whip 'til it frozen
I got my eyes up on your bitch like I was Odin
Oh shit, you ain't owe me none
Have that blood go down your head
Make that temple run
She want my father's son
But I ain't give her one
Hit it till she done then quit it
Cause I can't trust no one, ay
Take my shit, I'm fed up, letting my dawg blow, hm
Double v's, Maybach doors, let them open
Think I'll pop an E, and leave me in a coffin
I don't want no set up with your bitch in tow
Take my shit, I'm fed up, letting my dawg blow, hm
Double v's, Maybach doors, let them open
Think I'll pop an E, and leave me in a coffin
Pockets loaded, I might empty a whole clip
I ain't a butcher, put you to death
Hit him in both ribs, huh
Pockets loaded, tint the whip 'til it frozen
I got my eyes up on your bitch like I was Odin
Oh shit, you ain't owe me none
Have that blood go down your head
Make that temple run
She want my father's son
But I ain't give her one
Hit it till she done then quit it
Cause I can't trust no one, ay
I ain't a butcher, put you to death
Hit him in both ribs, huh
Pockets loaded, tint the whip 'til it frozen
I got my eyes up on your bitch like I was Odin
Oh shit, you ain't owe me none
Have that blood go down your head
Make that temple run
She want my father's son
But I ain't give her one
Hit it till she done then quit it
Cause I can't trust no one, ay
Huh, yeah, ay
If she fronting, kick her out, give her no place to stay
Cause I ain't that man who praying for pussy
In fact I hardly pray
When it comes to light, Imma light my stick like I'm Lumiere
I can never lie awake cause I might lie today
I ain't paid her, she ain't calling me her Charlemagne
All the lines in place, she won't wipe her face
I'm a player who can't control her, she like Coi Leray
"Ray's on a mad grind"
It's what I do when I pass time
Make haste, stack dimes, and I, huh
Hit up the blunt and I recline, huh
Aim for the trees like a tree line, huh
I keep a round, you ain't see mine, huh
Ain't gonna give her no cash, she don't need mine
But I don't really give no f*cks, Imma keep her ass on a decline, huh
Pockets loaded, I might empty a whole clip
I ain't a butcher, put you to death
Hit him in both ribs, huh
Pockets loaded, tint the whip 'til it frozen
I got my eyes up on your bitch like I was Odin
Oh shit, you ain't owe me none
Have that blood go down your head
Make that temple run
She want my father's son
But I ain't give her one
Hit it till she done then quit it
Cause I can't trust no one, ay
Take my shit, I'm fed up, letting my dawg blow, hm
Double v's, Maybach doors, let them open
Think I'll pop an E, and leave me in a coffin
I don't want no set up with your bitch in tow
Take my shit, I'm fed up, letting my dawg blow, hm
Double v's, Maybach doors, let them open
Think I'll pop an E, and leave me in a coffin
Pockets loaded, I might empty a whole clip
I ain't a butcher, put you to death
Hit him in both ribs, huh
Pockets loaded, tint the whip 'til it frozen
I got my eyes up on your bitch like I was Odin
Oh shit, you ain't owe me none
Have that blood go down your head
Make that temple run
She want my father's son
But I ain't give her one
Hit it till she done then quit it
Cause I can't trust no one, ay
Writer: Kegan Holmquist
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