Wilt Chamberlain
I ain't got no friends these days
And I can't fuck with nobody from my ends these days
Sweet revenge these days
All this money that I'm making I can't spend these days
I need the pack
I need a blunt
Don't do dispensary
I link up with the plug
I'm in my bag
I need a stack
I need to stunt
All this game make a shorty fall in love
Lean in the foreign like I gotta double cup
Nigga this Jameson
Keep it 100 like a nigga Wilt chamberlain
Wilt chamberlain
Keep it 100 like a nigga Wilt chamberlain
Yea we loaded
Yea we loose again
Got the drip
We got the juice again
You Niggas love to lie about the coupes they In
Take off the disguise and tell the truth to them
I made racks as a yute I got used to them
I seen niggas switch up I can't move with them
All these hoes tryna play I'm still benching them
Watch these niggas get nervous when they mention him
I ain't got no friends these days
And I can't fuck with nobody from my ends these days
Sweet revenge these days
All this money that I'm making I can't spend these days
Ain't got no friends these days
And I can't fuck with nobody from my ends these days
Sweet revenge these days
All this money that I'm making I can't spend these days
I need the pack
I need a blunt
Don't do dispensary
I link up with the plug
I'm in my bag
I need a stack
I need to stunt
All this game make a shorty fall in love
Lean in the foreign like I gotta double cup
Nigga this Jameson
Keep it 100 like a nigga Wilt chamberlain
Wilt chamberlain
Keep it 100 like a nigga Wilt chamberlain
And I can't fuck with nobody from my ends these days
Sweet revenge these days
All this money that I'm making I can't spend these days
I need the pack
I need a blunt
Don't do dispensary
I link up with the plug
I'm in my bag
I need a stack
I need to stunt
All this game make a shorty fall in love
Lean in the foreign like I gotta double cup
Nigga this Jameson
Keep it 100 like a nigga Wilt chamberlain
Wilt chamberlain
Keep it 100 like a nigga Wilt chamberlain
Yea we loaded
Yea we loose again
Got the drip
We got the juice again
You Niggas love to lie about the coupes they In
Take off the disguise and tell the truth to them
I made racks as a yute I got used to them
I seen niggas switch up I can't move with them
All these hoes tryna play I'm still benching them
Watch these niggas get nervous when they mention him
I ain't got no friends these days
And I can't fuck with nobody from my ends these days
Sweet revenge these days
All this money that I'm making I can't spend these days
Ain't got no friends these days
And I can't fuck with nobody from my ends these days
Sweet revenge these days
All this money that I'm making I can't spend these days
I need the pack
I need a blunt
Don't do dispensary
I link up with the plug
I'm in my bag
I need a stack
I need to stunt
All this game make a shorty fall in love
Lean in the foreign like I gotta double cup
Nigga this Jameson
Keep it 100 like a nigga Wilt chamberlain
Wilt chamberlain
Keep it 100 like a nigga Wilt chamberlain
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Writer(s): Roger Beals
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