Needed you the most You weren't there, you went ghost And I still love yo' fragrance And yo' lips my favourite And you won't find no one like me I'm just sayin I ain't talkin' baby I ain't in the mood And I been missin' broski lately I just wanna shoot Erotic love you see my heart up on my sleeve too Ain't no Des Garçons Got her in the Gucci store She pick up what she want She know that I'm different from them other guys no lie All she do is go up in my phone, claim I'm a liar Tryna put you on them stocks But all you do is waste time You ground me You're my dream girl Don't want no other girl around me And when I'm feelin' cloudy You know how to turn my day around And make my frown change You know what you doin With that mouth to make my eyes roll She say I'm toxic Every disagreement man I end up on her block list She know that she make my heart sing like Selena I believe in god, good thing he made us meet up Needed you the most You weren't there, you went ghost And I still love yo' fragrance And yo' lips my favourite And you won't find no one like me I'm just sayin I ain't talkin' baby I ain't in the mood And I been missin' broski lately I just wanna shoot Erotic love you see my heart up on my sleeve too Ain't no Des Garçons Got her in the Gucci store She pick up what she want

Feel like most hated in the 6, gotta roll 'round wit' a blick And I gotta have a switch in case these pussies movin' sick Never got a co-sign yeah you could check my resume And if you really good at math you could tell I doubled that At 16 found my own trap Me and broski got them racks and 'nough times half and half with bro Dachie got it for low and GG might just take your soul Nigga that just how it goes Trappin' I've been on the road Nigga that's just how it goes Trappin' I'm movin' that blow I don't ask niggas for shit 'cause they love use it against me Trappin' tryna get my mom a Bentley Pull up on 'em niggas and just empty GG got my back he got the revy I might pull up in the Chevy, lil' bitch up in the telly Bro boxed up an AM in the trial like free Benny I can't leave my house without the stick the streets is deadly This shit get super deadly My stick is super heavy And if you really talkin' facts than I'm a guy A week straight me and GG man we slide Ride for my guys I'm gonna die Feel like most hated in the 6, gotta roll 'round wit' a blick And I gotta have a switch in case these pussies movin' sick Never got a co-sign yeah you could check my resume And if you really good at math you could tell I doubled that At 16 found my own trap Me and broski got them racks and 'nough times half and half with bro Dachie got it for low and GG might just take your soul Nigga that just how it goes Trappin' I've been on the road Nigga that's just how it goes Trappin' I'm movin' that blow Peppa, I stick to the code You can catch me on the road And if you catch me on my ones just know that I have my OT 'cause I need the funds Ain't seen my momma in months OT I've been smokin' runts I'm just tryna run it up For Stenno we double cup Long live broski hit him up All these bitches wanna cuff and all I wanna do is fuck All these niggas do is tweak on live that shit ain't fearin' us That shit ain't fearin' us, you niggas are scared of us I always wrap my head 'cause I don't know when I'ma slide I need that work was by myself I D.I.Y Me and broski in the trenches all the time Slide, all my niggas know to slide Feel like most hated in the 6, gotta roll 'round wit' a blick And I gotta have a switch in case these pussies movin' sick Never got a co-sign yeah you could check my resume And if you really good at math you could tell I doubled that At 16 found my own trap Me and broski got them racks and 'nough times half and half with bro Dachie got it for low and GG might just take your soul Nigga that just how it goes Trappin' I've been on the road Nigga that's just how it goes Trappin' I'm movin' that blow

Na Na Na And that's facts And that's on god Check it I won't slip so best not approach me Big dutty glizzy I tote, I'm supposed to Niggas tryna get me yeah I know Streets is getting sticky getting cold I always keep my stick man imma blow She suck me got my dick up in her throat I'm with the gang I'm with the mob you already know Bro caught a body so you know we make a toast Bro caught a body so you know we popping bottles And you know she off a molly cause she fucking everybody And I keep it a stack No cap up in my rap My bitch she hold my gat Pull up and then splat On gang Said OG's don't rate me but they never gave me shit Got it on my own I lost my face where it was cold Screaming free up GG man he got the phone on hold They hit him with a AM and he hug it never told It's dark up on my side I seen some shit I never told Don't come up on my side you wanna leave up in a box Got the glizzy in the box it got the lock BLM, and you know that I'm still screaming fuck the cops I'm still screaming fuck the pigs Pull up on me bust your wig And I'm Peppa from the south I really got it how it is And I'm from where Raptors play Where the Blue Jays yeah they slay Seeing demons everyday I ain't even sleep today On god I won't slip so best not approach me Big dutty glizzy I tote, I'm supposed to Niggas tryna get me yeah I know Streets is getting sticky getting cold I always keep my stick man imma blow She suck me got my dick up in her throat I'm with the gang I'm with the mob you already know Bro caught a body so you know we make a toast Bro caught a body so you know we popping bottles And you know she off a molly cause she fucking everybody And I keep it a stack No cap up in my rap My bitch she hold my gat Pull up and then splat On gang I know they can't stand me Tryna win a grammy, get it for my family Don't get calls from my aunties But I still love my family, buckets call me Andy Popping percs like it's candy She into the xannies, bitch take off your panties My lifestyle be a game bro No you cannot tag me, red dot look like acne Four up in a Faygo She eat me like a bagel Sliming I can't say no And I swear I won't change no Cause I'm from the Lane oh got it on the Jane oh I won't slip so best not approach me Big dutty glizzy I tote, I'm supposed to Niggas tryna get me yeah I know Streets is getting sticky getting cold I always keep my stick man imma blow She suck me got my dick up in her throat I'm with the gang I'm with the mob you already know Bro caught a body so you know we make a toast Bro caught a body so you know we popping bottles And you know she off a molly cause she fucking everybody And I keep it a stack No cap up in my rap My bitch she hold my gat Pull up and then splat On gang

Earl on the beat Earl on the beat Earl on the beat Woo You get dripped or you get drowned, homie Mini Draco, I just put a fifty round on it Coolin' kit, silencer, damn, ain't no sound on it Turn his face into a frown, homie (huh), oh-woah I just been shinin' in rose gold We in the street like hobos I'm having boogers, no coke nose These niggas sweeter than high and low Can't havin' hands, he beatin' the bowl Playin' the cards that was dealt to me (wavy) Livin' the life that we chose, yeah, yeah (wavy) Yeah, I got up with a slut, she so (wavy) Chanel belt hold that Fendi up, I'm so (wavy) King Tut, I'm the real prince slime, I'm so (wavy) Hope you niggas can put it on with these clothes, we get (wavy) Shit, I just fucked this hoe, she couldn't even take it Now she blowin' up my phone, that hoe so crazy XO drip on me, kid, we can Bape it I'm prestigious with this shit, I get creative, I got cadence They keep leashes on they bitch They know I sent that bitch some players Rockin' Fear Of God and Dior, you keep your belt (Yea, keep that shit) Everything Gucci, ya dig? (woo) She wanna Gucci her heels Yeah, she a modeling bitch Lean in baby bottle You thought we was some toddlers and shit I got some twos and fews Just for a swallowin' bitch I need to own the place (what?) 'Cause I throw the most dollars, lil' bitch (weah) Real big dawg shit, go get a collar, lil' bitch, yeah, hey-hey Screamin' in that Lamb' with a chop, ayy-ayy Spent the backend with Avianne, okay (woo, woo) Yeah, we spin your block in a Gucci mask, okay Copped the plain Amiri for the rain, okay (Woo) (Talk to 'em) You get dripped or you get drowned, homie Mini Draco, I just put a fifty round on it Coolin' kit, silencer, damn, ain't no sound on it Turn his face into a frown, homie (huh), oh-woah I just been shinin' in rose gold We in the street like hobos I'm having boogers, no coke nose These niggas sweeter than high and low Can't havin' hands, he beatin' the bowl Playin' the cards that was dealt to me (wavy) Livin' the life that we chose, yeah, yeah (wavy) Yeah, I got up with a slut, she so (wavy) Chanel belt hold that Fendi up, I'm so (wavy) King Tut, I'm the real prince slime, I'm so (wavy) Hope you niggas can put it on with these clothes, we get (wavy) Yeah, Hood Baby Ain't fearin' no nigga (Earl on the beat) Watch who you trust, man 'Cause these niggas got sticky fingers (let's go) Fucked that bitch, I'll never see a ring finger She suck my dick 'til my toes curl, I feel a real tingle Money in these pockets These pockets, can't even walk, I'm a real penguin Respect I'ma live by it, die by it, yeah, just for my people (oh yeah) I'm fly as fuck soarin' through it, I ain't talking no eagle (yeah) Catch a hoe and snatch her up, my mood on jeepers creepers So much flaws, shit, help me, I can't even look at people Ayy, yeah, my bitch know I'm a whole cheater Yeah, I ran this shit up just like a whole cheetah (yeah) Hey, big shoes like I'm old people (yeah) I ride with pole-keepers (yeah, yeah) Yeah, watch what you do or you say, you on pins and needles Shit, watch how the hood act when you get real millions And you better keep them racks or you ain't gon' see them people 'Round you (yeah) You get dripped or you get drowned, homie Mini Draco, I just put a fifty round on it Coolin' kit, silencer, damn, ain't no sound on it Turn his face into a frown, homie (huh), oh-woah I just been shinin' in rose gold We in the street like hobos I'm having boogers, no coke nose These niggas sweeter than high and low Can't havin' hands, he beatin' the bowl Playin' the cards that was dealt to me (wavy) Livin' the life that we chose, yeah, yeah (wavy) Yeah, I got up with a slut, she so (wavy) Chanel belt hold that Fendi up, I'm so (wavy) King Tut, I'm the real prince slime, I'm so (wavy) Hope you niggas can put it on with these clothes, we get (wavy) (Wavy) (Wavy) (Wavy) (Wavy) (Wavy)