Bulletproof (feat. 88Birds) - LAR

(MCITY Bitch, you know how it is) Seann got another one! I'm the better one The best one Get respected by my day one's They hate us 'Cause they ain't us Painless Shit don't even matter 'Cause their shit just entertain us We ain't famous But we chainless Zoom Yeah, my room be full It be feeling like the zoo Animal inside of me That I didn't even knew About Why you chase for clout? I don't even got my name yet to the top But I want out I don't fuck with no pussy ass bitch confrontations If you got shit to say to me Bitch just say it My back can't get wounded It be bullet proof I made it I be on my real shit But bitch why you still out faking? We go up We go down We go up We go down Got no windows Got no foreign I be swerving through your town I don't take no molly Bitch why you take it falsely? We don't do it for design Bitch acting like he parsley (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Talk to my hand (Clap, clap) Got me mixing for a grand I be feeling golden While you fuckers looking bland I be on the run Got a vandal in my hand Got you bitches blind Give me ace, yeah I'm the man Alley-oop Line me up for Bonnaroo I be in the stu' 5-9, I got it new Yeah, what it do? Alley-oop Line me up for Bonnaroo I be in the stu' 5-9, I got it new I don't fuck with no pussy ass bitch confrontations If you got shit to say to me Bitch just say it My back can't get wounded It be bullet proof I made it I be on my real shit But bitch why you still out faking? We go up We go down We go up We go down Got no windows Got no foreign I be swerving through your town I don't take no molly Bitch why you take it falsely? We don't do it for design Bitch acting like he parsley

Forges on the Lambo, we got cameras on the mantle Forges on the Lambo, we got cameras on the mantle Backseat of the Phantom, this the mob just like Sopranos Hot just like a candle, we had opps and I bought ammo We got Glocks and you get popped, life a gamble Bulletproof Maybach, chopper on the seat Chopper like Ajax cleaning up the streets If you smoke, get your payback and keep it in the streets Hundred thousand needs, Virgil on the feet Make out with the Draco, make love when you bleed Diamonds big ol' karats, making Bugs Bunny freeze They gon' have him rest, I put my cuz on the team R.I.P. the pistol, we was thugs on the scene Blood, sweat and tears, I been grinding shit for years I done popped another pill, I'm tryna keep my temper chill Put that money to my ear 'cause only racks is what I hear Only God is who I fear, and I need equity and deals PJ flying in the G5 Thinkin' 'bout the shit I was gonna do with the money when I was knee-high Shit get serious, T.I Remember my nigga got killed 'cause he took that niggas .35 Investing all my bills, I was tryna get out the Northside I ain't told no lie, I been having .45 Go look she proud of me, I slow down Bulletproof the president, you never know it go down Living in the fast life, momma told me need to slow down Forges on the Lambo, we got cameras on the mantle Backseat of the Phantom, this the mob just like Sopranos Hot just like a candle, we had opps and I bought ammo We got Glocks and you get popped, life a gamble Bulletproof Maybach, chopper on the seat Chopper like Ajax cleaning up the streets If you smoke, get your payback and keep it in the streets Hundred thousand needs, Virgil on the feet Make out with the Draco, make love when you bleed Diamonds big ol' karats, making Bugs Bunny freeze They gon' have him rest, I put my cuz on the team R.I.P the pistol, we was thugs on the scene Yeah, took a Tesla pill (ok) I'm up like fuck, I need to rest for real I know all these hoes wanna fuck 'cause I got sex appeal I gotta keep a pole in the truck in case I gotta kill Different way home when I cut, you know I got a meal (skrr, skrr) Catch me outside, I'm on my Dr. Phil Heard you got a crib in your song but what you got for real? I sleep where I own, look bruh, I got expensive bills I be spending so damn much that my accountant losing count I got bitches on my dick that's tryna fuck with me for clout I need backup 'fore I walk up in this club or bitch I'm out Too much jewelry in my room, I'm just gon' fuck her on my couch I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga, I'm that nigga, yeah, I know Why my ex keep speaking on me? 'Cause she know that I'm the GOAT I be high but just off weed, these L.A. bitches be on coke I be moving with security but still I wanna tote I'ma benefit the people that don't fuck with me for me Tryna sneak into my circle then they think that I don't peep Bought Lamborghini, ya heard, that bitch faster than that Jeep I make plays that last forever, I make money in my sleep Niggas think shit sweet because the internet Beefing over interviews for streams, can't get into that Niggas really pussy when they see me, there ain't none of that Niggas out here fiending for my bitch, but you ain't touching that I just came from Vegas, I just lost another 50 At Beyonce party, I just chopped it up with Drizzy Niggas say you switched up, but I didn't, I'm just busy Looking at these diamonds way too long will make me dizzy