Got a bad lil thing She be vibin' me I need company She gonna ride for me (Yeah) Only outside for the bag (Cash) But she told me I want you inside of me Got a plug for the eighth on the low Yeah they mad so now they wanna hate But they know All we see is blue faces at shows That shorty is replacing these hs Smoke a dub to the head just to get right (Get right) All my ns thats with me gon get nice (Get nice) Shorty taking the D but her head dyke (Head dyke) Stick around me too long wanna get like (Get like) Got my team in my dreams yeah we all in (All in) Put the fam on my back like I'm ballin' (Ballin') Every summer we drip like New Orleans (Orleans) Gotta answer cus money is callin' (Callin') Stick around and I might change your life (Life) Got her lips wrapped around on my pipe (Pipe) Slipped a benzo to one of my kinfolk (Kinfolk) Lotta things hadda do I ain't like (Hey) When you tug with the plugs thats your life (Life) Gotta chill when you pass by the ice (Ice) Shorty bad but she act like a wife (Hey) I'm just trynna get lit for the night (Yeah) Got a bad lil thing She be vibin' me I need company She gonna ride for me (Yeah) Only outside for the bag (Cash) But she told me I want you inside of me Got a plug for the eighth on the low Yeah they mad so now they wanna hate But they know All we see is blue faces at shows That shorty is replacing these hs You wanna book me for a show (Huh) You bet that I need me some bands I'm sellin' dope on the block And it look like that I'm sellin' sand How you run on me I thought we was mans (Look) Pull up with sticks I'm not talkin' xans I thought they was ops but they was some fans I pull up with drums I'm not talking bands Na free all the apes till they touch on the lands (Huh) I'm in the field rams (Yea) These ns food lambs (Look) Yeah I still post on the block Yeah I still throw up the rock Bh on my heels like a sock (Yea) Get shot in your whip like Tupac Get shot in your whip like Tupac Got racks on me (Racks) Rich lil nigga you ain tryna hit me (Trynna hit me) Nigga try to play me ima put him on a tee (Put him on a tee) Nigga in the hood get hot like heat Pop perk open her thighs dive in (Dive in) Bad lil bitch fits all high end (High end) Give good brain like she gon' college (College) Ain't got a bucket but I put her on the list I was riding in the city nigga sippin on the drank Got a hood bitch n her friends gon' link Got the diamonds on me water niggas call me sink Ain't talking bout cash than it don't make sense I don't feel my palms so the shit don't itch Ain't giving out sauce man yo pockets on lint Glock 19 gon' make me dig In a ho mouth like a mother fuckin cig Got a bad lil thing She be vibin' me I need company She gonna ride for me (Yeah) Only outside for the bag (Cash) But she told me I want you inside of me Got a plug for the eighth on the low Yeah they mad so now they wanna hate But they know All we see is blue faces at shows That shorty is replacing these hs Got a bad lil thing She be vibin' me I need company She gonna ride for me (Yeah) Only outside for the bag (Cash) But she told me I want you inside of me Got a plug for the eighth on the low Yeah they mad so now they wanna hate But they know All we see is blue faces at shows That shorty is replacing these hs

Great John on the beat by the way Lift me up Make me feel like I'm the only one that you love Nothing lasts forever so let's seize the day Runaway together, going all the way Free Billy, my sliggity slatt If it wasn't for rap I'll be pushing a pack 2 a.m. in the back of the 'Bach I don't know where I'm at but I'm toting the strap How you love me, you holding me back Gotta watch the back door for that hole in your back If you RICO, he gotta get whacked If he fronting, we gotta get back I'm the glue to this shit, had to keep it together Yeah, you good, but they saying I'm better And she say she want me, I'm making her wetter Put the chop right on top of her dresser The way I be dressin' is not to impress her This shit regular, stay with some pressure These n*ggas will rat just to get to some cheddar I'ma see 'em whenever Just papers and Grabba, don't fuck with no Swisher That's your man, but he fucking your sister And he want your bitch, had the chance he will dick her N*ggas sick, gettin' sicker That's why I do not be rockin' with n*ggas Did a lot for some n*ggas And way before rap did a lot with them triggers And we still do a lot for the- fuck that Don't got no time to be mentioning n*ggas If it's lit then we sending them n*ggas Lil bro get to bussin' when he off a jigga Know a shooter that hate taking pictures She just tryna slide and hit up a hitter No, the swindle don't apply to beginners A lot of them n*ggas ain't make it to dinner Grandma pray for me, know I'm a sinner My heart get cold, I was born in the winter Baby I ain't no regular n*gga As soon as you slipping they coming to get you Uh, better hope they don't get you Lift me up Make me feel like I'm the only one that you love Nothing lasts forever so let's seize the day Runaway together, going all the way Wait, nah fuck it, you can keep love Baby I just keep drugs And lately I ain't tryna speak up I'm just kickin' feet up And she say she love me, don't believe her The reason I'ma leave her My heart got cold, I need a heater My wrists still on freezer I iced out my daughter, she a diva She hate when Daddy leave her But baby, I'm workin', I'ma see ya Forever we gon' be stuck Forever we gon' be up If they play with you then they get touched Uh, I don't ever speak much And she don't ever need much Lift me up Make me feel like I'm the only one that you love Nothing lasts forever so let's seize the day Runaway together, going all the way Lift me up Make me feel like I'm the only one that you love Nothing lasts forever so let's seize the day Runaway together, going all the way Lift me up Make me feel like I'm the only one that you love Nothing lasts forever so let's seize the day Runaway together, going all the way Ayy

Uh She don't love me, she just, uh Yeah Great John on the beat by the way She don't love me, she just love the motion (Motion, motion, motion) I shouldn't show emotion But I still got some feelings That I'm tryna cope with (Cope with, cope with, cope with) I roll up my feelings and I fuckin' smoke it, ayy I done lost a lot but winnin' was the focus I been hidin' all my pain, Hopin' they don't notice, oh, shit (Oh, shit) Baby, I like bad girls, but I love 'em good She said, she a sad girl, she misunderstood, uh Pulled up to my hood, in my hoodie that she took Let's play one on one for your heart And once we start just watch mе cook, uh Probably got you shook Why? 'Cause I can read you like a book I got you singin' all my hooks I pop a P likе what you push, uh Wash off that shit for like two years but now I'm back, feel like I'm hooked I got these Carties just to look Girl, I can see right through your looks Her heart inside my pocket but don't treat me like no crook Girl, I want peace, I don't wanna beef, unless you fuck with opps Look at you duckin' shots, I love you, you should love me a lot, uh Her friend, she fuck a lot, wouldn't cuff it even if I was a cop, uh I just can't trust a lot, gotta watch yourself, Better clutch a lot (A lot) Red dot like chicken pox, can't play with it, niggas gettin' got Look, bro, that's my main bop, she want Nobu, not chicken spot She don't love me, she just love the motion (Motion, motion, motion) I shouldn't show emotion But I still got some feelings that I'm tryna cope with (Cope with, cope with, cope with) I roll up my feelings and I fuckin' smoke it, ayy I done lost a lot but winnin' was the focus I been hidin' all my pain Hopin' they don't notice, oh, shit (Oh, shit) She said she the one not the two I put on my threes, I got some shit, it's all for you I couldn't find my fives, I left my sixes in the stu I met seven different women and they all nothin' like you Don't ask me if I ate 'cause I ain't worry 'bout no food She said I ain't seen you since nine, so once it's ten I'm callin' you Like give me all of you, I just hope I ain't fallin' through Like it's so hard to win, they made it easy just to lose She don't love me, she just love the motion (Motion, motion, motion) I shouldn't show emotion But I still got some feelings that I'm tryna cope with (Cope with, cope with, cope with) I roll up my feelings and I fuckin' smoke it, ayy I done lost a lot but winnin' was the focus I been hidin' all my pain Hopin' they don't notice, oh, shit (Oh, shit)

Great John on the beat, by the way We gon' send that boy up, he scared of heights Back on the block, we rollin' dice Girl, if you tryna fuck, come get this pipe Pop a Perc', now I'm back to life She like, "Sleepy, I love how you swervin'" Pull up, back out, we closin' them curtains Blue sky, yeah, I'm Crippin', they nervous Move hot, he get flipped like some burgers Get to shootin' for the love of the set .30 knock his head off his neck Lil' bitch, I'm a dog, never seen a vet I'm the bomb, take it as a threat Go out with a bang, nigga, win or lose Bitches petty, they gon' pick and choose I don' know her name, but she call me boo Let me fuck, but she in love with you Pull up in a big body, not a coupe Yeah, big body, not a coupe Tell 'em free the gang, let my niggas loose Just a young nigga with the juice I know what she gon' do, huh For Balenciaga, Jimmy Choo My Glock got its own rules, huh He be tellin' niggas what to do This car full of felon niggas I don't bail on niggas Snitchin', tellin' what we gon' do Remember we only had one Tryna turn this shit into a two Three shots make a nigga snooze Why you came here? Nigga, for the loot Five hitters up and let it boom Know the six-speed help a nigga zoom Niggas weak, seven days, through On the eight block, tell 'em come shoot Seen a nine, now he want a truce Stood ten toes, still up in the loop Seen a nine, now he want a truce Stood ten toes, still up in the loop Stood ten toes, still up in the loop Huh, come get lit Ran off on the plug, we ain't payin' shit New piece, shoot and shit hit Chop like Bruce Lee, shit kick Want smoke, come and get it If it's beef, I don't never dead it Dropped him, he gon' need some paramedics Bitch bad, but good on her credit, look Fuck how she look, where the loyalty at? Hit it once, I ain't callin' her back Come fuck with the gang, but don't get attached They just in love with me 'cause I rap I like to count racks in the trap Cops pull up, then I'm right out the back If you got 'opps, then you can't lack No strap, then you gettin' whacked No strap, then you gettin' whacked No strap, then you gettin' whacked