(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Ahh, ahh, yeah…) (Yeah, yeah, I don’t really) (Bitch, I don’t really) (I don’t really, yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Everybody left me Now I’m thuggin’ by myself But I ain’t never ask nobody for help Burberry on my wrist and Burberry on my belt I don’t really smoke, brocolli it just helps Everybody left me Now I’m thuggin’ by myself But I ain’t never ask nobody for help Burberry on my wrist and Burberry on my belt I don’t really smoke, brocolli it just helps
She’s a free throw hoe I can’t fall in love so what you speakin’ for? Weed on my left,.38 on the floor Cause, where I come from we’ll set you up and Leave you in the cold I got, I got bitch, I got goons on the Southside They will murk you for them bands just to get high I know my auntie lookin’ at me from above the sky But I know she won’t be happy how I live my life I’m just tryna make it out and stack my cake up NIggas really too fake what they make up Got to go and make it out and pay these bills bruh I cannot let my momma time kill bruh (Aye), I ain’t really tryna fuck with her I’m OG with boundaries so I can’t fuck with her She do too much, she too damn slick so I can’t fuck with her I don’t know how them other niggas they put up with her (But shit), I’m a fuckin’ G Before I had you, bitch I always had me And so you got a pussy What the fuck that supposed to mean? I got bitches on speed dial who gon’ slurp me up for free (Yeah), (Yeah)
Everybody left me NowI’m thuggin’ by myself But I ain’t never ask nobody for help Burberry on my wrist and Burberry on my belt I don’t really smoke broccoli it just helps Everybody left me Now I’m thuggin’ by myself But I ain’t never ask nobody for help Burberry on my wrist and Burberry on my belt I don’t really smoke, broccoli it just helps
(Yeah) (Just helps) (Yeah, Yeah) (Just helps) (Bitch, I don’t really) (Bitch, I don’t really) (Bitch, I don’t really) (Yeah, I don’t really) (Yeah, I don’t really) (Yeah)