Leaked
Yeah, yeah
We ain't talked in like a week straight
I been all on the interstate
I been tryna go and get this cake
Yeah, yeah
She in her feelings because we ain't speaking
But she don't even call a nigga
She gon' get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps
Fuck you and all them niggas
We gon' keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas
They thinkin' I lost it, remind them niggas
I can get flyer than niggas
Hundred thousand in a Gucci bookbag
They thinkin' I signed them niggas
I'm living my life up, this Rollie I got on don't ticktock
Still on that bullshit, if you pull up on me, let the stick talk
I'm in LA with the vibes, Dane in the cut getting high
She tryna get in my ride, she tryna turn up tonight, yeah
I was running up cash, yeah, I had ran up a bag
And they started gettin' mad, yeah
But I didn't get mad, I just kept getting cash, yeah
And I'm in my bag, yeah, now I'm in my bag, yeah
She wanna get with me, she know that I'm sticky, but I'm in my bag now
She wasn't fucking with me
She didn't come around, she wishing she had now
'Cause I'm in my bag now
I'm in the bag, the Goyard to be exact
300 racks inside it, and that ain't no cap
I could've bought a Wraith today, yeah, yeah
I ran it up, they supposed to hate
I'm digging this lifestyle
Water drippin' on me like I'm a faucet
The crew with me right now
You can play, just proceed with caution
I popped the wrong pill, now I'm nauseous
I need to get off this drank, it's a problem
I took a Tesla and landed on Mars
Lord, please wake me up tomorrow
She in her feelings because we ain't speaking
But she don't even call a nigga
She gon' get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps
Fuck you and all them niggas
We gon' keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas
She in her feelings because we ain't speaking
But she don't even call a nigga
She gon' get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps
Fuck you and all them niggas
We gon' keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas
They know they can't beat me, so they tryna leave me
And she tryna leave me, but I ain't gon' let her
Diamonds on Fiji, I'm running with QC
And Reebok endorse me, went up a new level
I'm loving this lifestyle and niggas wanna be me
I know they won't catch up, but I ain't gon' let 'em
As soon as the money get up to a million
Put it in the ground and then buy a new shovel
How you gon' be in yo' feelings when I'm in my feelings?
We both can't be in our feelings
I ain't gon' lie when you thinkin' I did it, I did it
It's something 'bout your intuition
I'm telling you no lies, I'm tired of seeing you cry
Come here girl, let me wipe your eye
Everything gon' be alright, yeah
She in her feelings because we ain't speaking
But she don't even call a nigga
She gon' get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps
Fuck you and all them niggas
We gon' keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas
She in her feelings because we ain't speaking
But she don't even call a nigga
She gon' get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps
Fuck you and all them niggas
We gon' keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas
We ain't talked in like a week straight
I been all on the interstate
I been tryna go and get this cake
Yeah, yeah
She in her feelings because we ain't speaking
But she don't even call a nigga
She gon' get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps
Fuck you and all them niggas
We gon' keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas
They thinkin' I lost it, remind them niggas
I can get flyer than niggas
Hundred thousand in a Gucci bookbag
They thinkin' I signed them niggas
I'm living my life up, this Rollie I got on don't ticktock
Still on that bullshit, if you pull up on me, let the stick talk
I'm in LA with the vibes, Dane in the cut getting high
She tryna get in my ride, she tryna turn up tonight, yeah
I was running up cash, yeah, I had ran up a bag
And they started gettin' mad, yeah
But I didn't get mad, I just kept getting cash, yeah
And I'm in my bag, yeah, now I'm in my bag, yeah
She wanna get with me, she know that I'm sticky, but I'm in my bag now
She wasn't fucking with me
She didn't come around, she wishing she had now
'Cause I'm in my bag now
I'm in the bag, the Goyard to be exact
300 racks inside it, and that ain't no cap
I could've bought a Wraith today, yeah, yeah
I ran it up, they supposed to hate
I'm digging this lifestyle
Water drippin' on me like I'm a faucet
The crew with me right now
You can play, just proceed with caution
I popped the wrong pill, now I'm nauseous
I need to get off this drank, it's a problem
I took a Tesla and landed on Mars
Lord, please wake me up tomorrow
She in her feelings because we ain't speaking
But she don't even call a nigga
She gon' get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps
Fuck you and all them niggas
We gon' keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas
She in her feelings because we ain't speaking
But she don't even call a nigga
She gon' get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps
Fuck you and all them niggas
We gon' keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas
They know they can't beat me, so they tryna leave me
And she tryna leave me, but I ain't gon' let her
Diamonds on Fiji, I'm running with QC
And Reebok endorse me, went up a new level
I'm loving this lifestyle and niggas wanna be me
I know they won't catch up, but I ain't gon' let 'em
As soon as the money get up to a million
Put it in the ground and then buy a new shovel
How you gon' be in yo' feelings when I'm in my feelings?
We both can't be in our feelings
I ain't gon' lie when you thinkin' I did it, I did it
It's something 'bout your intuition
I'm telling you no lies, I'm tired of seeing you cry
Come here girl, let me wipe your eye
Everything gon' be alright, yeah
She in her feelings because we ain't speaking
But she don't even call a nigga
She gon' get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps
Fuck you and all them niggas
We gon' keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas
She in her feelings because we ain't speaking
But she don't even call a nigga
She gon' get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga
Heard you been doing business with the opps
Fuck you and all them niggas
We gon' keep riding around with them Glocks until we find them niggas
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher N'quay Rosser, Sheldon Ferguson, Dominique Jones
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