Area
I woke up with no milk for my cereal
Went to sleep in expensive material
I'm so fly that I fly out the area
And my bitches get wetter than Ariel
It get bad it get worse it gets scarier
If that bitch hold it down ima marry her
I done took flight I went aerial
Ain't letting em through like a barrier
Watch your mouth cause we shooting the messenger
Getting money ima real dope peddler
No games but you know a nigga level up
No pain no gain turn the pressure up
When I seen how the money was stacking I think I fell in love
(It was love at first sight I swear to god, I swear)
Stay low key I ain't popular
All my bitches get wet like a octopus
And your bitch wanna hop on the party bus
You ain't got heart don't talk to us
Too much Flavor no topping
Came from the bottom no option
Young Florida nigga but my powerhouse from Boston
Hot grease yeah we popping
Pop two more and I'm nauseous
I'm paranoid I'm cautious
Remember I was stressing bout losses
I don't even wear no crosses
But I still got my faith nigga
Life is book new page nigga
I was Hungry they left me starving
They done made me heartless
Let the beast out the cage nigga
Lot of bands no parade nigga
Yeah I got the power like austin
You know a nigga groovy like austin
Birds of a feather they flockin
These bitches ain't shit they toxin
Told the hoe I need space bitch
This a one seater spaceship
I can't even find no parking
Tell her bring that ass back girl park it
I'm the one like a ace bitch
Call me young caesar going ape bitch
I ain't never tripping I lace it
You know I keep the laser like lasik
I ain't never tripping I pace it
She don't get no love she basic
Wanna test me better ace it
The love ain't real you faking
I don't wanna hear no talking
Stake out for the money we stalking
Bitches in the house all naked
She know I got flavor wanna taste it
You know I got dope like the kingpin
Hit your BM in the DM
Fucking on her in the pm
Nigga I'm the plumber she leaking
Young nigga lost I'm deep in
She still mad ain't speaking
But she gon pop that pussy every weekend
Heart cold it's freezing
It's freezing
Freezing heart so cold it's freezing
Ima pop a nigga no reason
You say you want me but you teasing
I'm in the water I'm deep in
You just getting you feet in
Coming from the hood got two choices
Do or die I'll do for you
I'll die for you
You really my nigga I'll ride for you
Slide on a nigga homicide for you
Keep a dirty stick on the side for you
Call me up ima do that job for you
Mob for you
Clean a dirty cop up with that mop for you
Mob for you
Swear a fuck nigga can't even talk to you
Went to sleep in expensive material
I'm so fly that I fly out the area
And my bitches get wetter than Ariel
It get bad it get worse it gets scarier
If that bitch hold it down ima marry her
I done took flight I went aerial
Ain't letting em through like a barrier
Watch your mouth cause we shooting the messenger
Getting money ima real dope peddler
No games but you know a nigga level up
No pain no gain turn the pressure up
When I seen how the money was stacking I think I fell in love
(It was love at first sight I swear to god, I swear)
Stay low key I ain't popular
All my bitches get wet like a octopus
And your bitch wanna hop on the party bus
You ain't got heart don't talk to us
Too much Flavor no topping
Came from the bottom no option
Young Florida nigga but my powerhouse from Boston
Hot grease yeah we popping
Pop two more and I'm nauseous
I'm paranoid I'm cautious
Remember I was stressing bout losses
I don't even wear no crosses
But I still got my faith nigga
Life is book new page nigga
I was Hungry they left me starving
They done made me heartless
Let the beast out the cage nigga
Lot of bands no parade nigga
Yeah I got the power like austin
You know a nigga groovy like austin
Birds of a feather they flockin
These bitches ain't shit they toxin
Told the hoe I need space bitch
This a one seater spaceship
I can't even find no parking
Tell her bring that ass back girl park it
I'm the one like a ace bitch
Call me young caesar going ape bitch
I ain't never tripping I lace it
You know I keep the laser like lasik
I ain't never tripping I pace it
She don't get no love she basic
Wanna test me better ace it
The love ain't real you faking
I don't wanna hear no talking
Stake out for the money we stalking
Bitches in the house all naked
She know I got flavor wanna taste it
You know I got dope like the kingpin
Hit your BM in the DM
Fucking on her in the pm
Nigga I'm the plumber she leaking
Young nigga lost I'm deep in
She still mad ain't speaking
But she gon pop that pussy every weekend
Heart cold it's freezing
It's freezing
Freezing heart so cold it's freezing
Ima pop a nigga no reason
You say you want me but you teasing
I'm in the water I'm deep in
You just getting you feet in
Coming from the hood got two choices
Do or die I'll do for you
I'll die for you
You really my nigga I'll ride for you
Slide on a nigga homicide for you
Keep a dirty stick on the side for you
Call me up ima do that job for you
Mob for you
Clean a dirty cop up with that mop for you
Mob for you
Swear a fuck nigga can't even talk to you
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Writer(s): Midler Alexis
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