Leather.

Got the nina bussin at these
Niggas never wanted smoke

Leather on my wallet hunnas
Packin up I gotta go

Told em all forget it I don't
Need em I just need my pole

Run it run it run it till the
Sun up till I lose control

Suicidal thoughts up in my mind
I swear you'd never feel

All these shit I'm livin
All these people that I wanna kill

LNS its EBG I swear
We do this shit for real

Bank account got commas
Credit cards they sliding for the bill

Louis V up on me
No you never got designer flow

She said that she wanna stay
I kicked her out the fucking door

Kill myself for pleasure
Hit the blade I had to let em know

You can't fuck with Masu
You too scared to blow my fucking dome

Niggas want me dead but
I'm still piping down up on your bitch

She come back she want dessert
I put her ass up in the ditch

Love it when the blood it spills
Up on my hands I kill a snitch

Snitches get the stitches maybe
Call a hearse up for that bitch

You niggas cant stop me
Polo is rocking my body
Walk in the party I'm feeling exotic

Rockin my Robins
All of you straight outta pocket
None of you niggas can copy

Imma just live how I wanted to go
Imma just blow it how I wanna blow
Reload the pistol I'm letting it off
She wanna fuck but I'm pushing her off

You niggas cant stop me
You know I'm smoking exotic
She wanna dance with the gang at the party

Your ass is bummy
All of your niggas is funny
None of you niggas can touch me

I'm suicidal I'm out on my own
Riding in foreign I'm takin her home
She wanna cuff so i tell her move on
I'm rocking designer till I'm in a hole



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Writer(s): Adnan Benedict
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