I been on my shit, like I gotta get rich So I'm all in my bag, like I gotta get chips Like I haven't been runnin' it up, handling biz Like I haven't been rackin' it up for some odd years Like I haven't been hot Like I haven't been woke Like I haven't been saying what they saying they know Like they ain't been late Like I ain't been wrote Hella bars these bitches not spittin', I'm gone I'm dead, I'm sleep, these bitches all cheats They bitin' my shit, mouth wide all teeth I'm sleep like Z, Z-Z-Z-Z These bitches could never thread count these sheets But I'ma still get the bag now, never will I back down Never have I been scared, I'ma hit the gas now Okay Dale gas, you feel me like I a patdown I'm about to give you fire, gather round like a campfire Getting a little smoky, I ain't talking about a glizzy 'Cause I got a couple bitches wanting me to sign their titties All I do is get to cities, get a check for getti'n litty Got a couple male rappers gettin' jealous that I'm winning How the fuck you let a female do what you can't? You pussy ass boy, what a motherfuckin' waste I ain't ever had a handout or begged for no plate But I feel bad for your mom for the bitch she raised, wait Y'all dudes lazy as fuck 'Course your fuckin' broke all you do is buy drugs And you can't even afford 'em but your mind frame sucks Can't stand your own self so you gotta get buzzed, fuck Yikes, get you some accountability Fuck your pity party, you a pussy wanting sympathy Let's talk grown shit, cash and liquidity You a shit talker and a fuckin' liability That's a conversation no one ready to be having Everybody wanna claim that they the realest in they captions Everybody wanna hop up in the booth and get to rappin' They ain't living what they saying They ain't really 'bout that action Everytime I hit the stage, that's a base I earned Keep playing with fire and you gonna get burned Motherfuckers too fake, I don't chase, I learn Bitch I paved my own way so you hate, I swerve You bitches can't drive fast, so you crash, I turn I don't even look back, I know karma gon' work I be on my own wave in L.A. like surf And I got your bitch in the back like, yurr I been on my shit, like I gotta get rich So I'm all in my bag, like I gotta get chips Like I haven't been runnin' it up, handling biz Like I haven't been rackin' it up for some odd years I been on my shit, like I gotta get rich So I'm all in my bag, like I gotta get chips Like I haven't been runnin' it up, handling biz Like I haven't been rackin' it up for some odd years I been on my shit like I ain't been rich I been working like I'm broke and that's why I got it I'm a motherfuckin' mexican, I'm built for this shit Wait, these my motherfuckers thought that I forgot I'm that bitch? Like I ain't over going off Like I ain't over takin shots Like I ain't been a real bitch and there's a reason I'm a boss And I don't fuck with fake thugs, real life big soft Wanna fuck with a shark like they ain't seen Jaws Please mind you, there a shark up in the water now I don't know you pussies thought you was talking 'bout Bitches isn't as tough as they thought they started out Lucky I'm not gon' bother I'm busy with someone's daughter now But it's lit on this side, little bitch'll get by All the vibes been high, keep it one stack (stack) What a fucking lit life, hating bitches been crying Back to making racks and it's been like that I been on my shit, like I gotta get rich So I'm all in my bag, like I gotta get chips Like I haven't been runnin' it up, handling biz Like I haven't been rackin' it up for some odd years I been on my shit, like I gotta get rich So I'm all in my bag, like I gotta get chips Like I haven't been runnin' it up, handling biz Like I haven't been rackin' it up for some odd years, woo

He used to touch himself to photographs of me When we weren't talking It made me feel so strange, wonder if you're the same When nobody is watching And when you're crying, are you lying about who you're crying for? I wrap my legs around your core Bite your tongue, but I bite mine more I feel sorry, I feel sorrow, I feel like I'm holding back When you respond and don't react Guess I'm the devil on my back I can't right my wrongs by stringing you along While I'm not getting better You're waiting patiently, you're being strong for me Maybe I'm weak because you let me be And when you're crying, are you lying about who you're crying for? I wrap my legs around your core Bite your tongue, but I bite mine more I feel sorry, I feel sorrow, I feel like I'm holding back When you respond and don't react Guess I'm the devil on my back Is it fear or intuition? These days, I can't tell the difference I know we're both victims of my past Guess I'm the devil on my back Guess I'm the devil on my back (Are you lying about who you're crying for?) I'm scared I love you more And when you're crying, are you lying about who you're crying for? I wrap my legs around your core Bite your tongue, but I bite mine more I feel sorry, I feel sorrow, I feel like I'm holding back When you respond and don't react Guess I'm the devil on my back

They ain't really fuckin with me They be showing fake love They jus wanna turn up with me They jus wanna hit the club They ain't really with a nigga They jus wanna smoke my weed They jus wanna take a picture They jus wanna drink my lean I be on that money shit nigga this the money team I be on that junky shit nigga Ima money fiend I was locked up in Virginia cause I hit for 30 Gs Once them crackas let me out I got right back on my feet I got right back on my feet I got right back on my feet And I'm still finessing I be flexing nigga you know me I ain't talking cereal nooooo I got that loop on me All my niggas on them beans We higher than Pluto be We can't hit no licks Cause if them crackas get you you gone sing If It come down to it i know what you gone do So homie I ain't tryna take no chances tryna fuck with you Oh my god that's Kodak black he jus so fuckn cute They know they can't see lil black Nigga I'm that fucking dude I will pull up on a nigga block and have a photo shoot They jus wanna hit the club with me and hit the photo booth They ain't really fuckin with me They be showing fake love They jus wanna turn up with me They jus wanna hit the club They ain't really with a nigga They jus wanna smoke my weed They jus wanna take a picture They jus wanna drink my lean I be on that money shit nigga this the money team I be on that junky shit nigga Ima money fiend I was locked up in Virginia cause I hit for 30 Gs Once them crackas let me out I got right back on my feet They jus wanna hit the scene with me and get on Instagram I remember eating boyardee But now I'm eating shrimp He jus wanna get a name off me Ion fuck with him They jus wanna get some fame off me Ion fuck with them Why your girl be on my Twitter Swear I'm bout to block the bitch I won't let her touch a nigga She can't even suck my dick I jus wanna change my life I jus hope I get a deal I jus wanna cash out on a check And buy my mamma a crib They ain't really fuckin with me They be showing fake love They jus wanna turn up with me They jus wanna hit the club They ain't really with a nigga They jus wanna smoke my weed They jus wanna take a picture They jus wanna drink my lean I be on that money shit nigga this the money team I be on that junky shit nigga Ima money fiend I was locked up in Virginia cause I hit for 30 Gs Once them crackas let me out I got right back on my feet I got right back on my feet I got right back on my feet I got right back on my feet

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