Ma, in my beige shirt
Hey, here's to your niggas
Let's hear it
Play that back, Lucy
What if my phone slapping on through the night
Nigga, I can't leave the crib unless I got my pie
If a nigga hit this left, I'ma send his ass right
Fire you to get you right
Girl, I'm a dopper, so I can't stay all night
Just one on my phone, I'm going through the red light
Just so I'm lucky sometimes, he just turned it to a high
Bitch, you want more? I got graph, nigga, and I got rise
I want the effin' and the function, nigga, I ain't tryna fight
I wanna see a real demon, nigga, look me in my eye
I gotta get the bullets from Cali, man, I'm finna take a flight
I ain't from Methazine, doggy bone, just pop the Benji
I'll lay you in the crowd if you try to make a scene
Baby girl, I'm really young, get that nigga in your dreams
Uh, uh, uh, I love my fame
On my face, I done much, when I serve him, I say, look
Boy, do you wanna play with me
Why the f*ck is you fakin'? Boy, you know you're not the plug
You wanna get high? Boy, come get some fire drips
I'm talkin' bout my money, nigga, you gon' get a strip
Almost popped her up, bitch, cause she tried to give me hugs
I just want some damn bands, nigga, I don't chase love
OG, weak ass, nigga, sell me a dub
All my niggas, that shit slow, she got the love
On the ice, I'm finna pull down in the stripes
I turn my hair up, this the price, nigga, I can sell your life
That bitch tryna f*ck me, man, she look like ice, right
Hold on, man, I think I'm trippin', nigga, is my eyes right
I'm knocked out, and it's through the score, 4-1, bitch, right
Goin' faster than a bitch, switchin' lines through the night
Run, bitch, run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Niggas, that's right, goin' on the check
If they flick, then damn right
You got some money in your pocket, baby girl, and you my type
Have you ever seen twelve beams in one night
Have you ever seen twelve beams in one night
Why
I'm on the run on the night
I'm on the run on the night