30 Hr
My lil sister bought me food, I was flat broke
I don't care if niggas sleep, boy the trap woke
Pink Runtz in rotation I ain't mad at all
30 hour scam sessions off of adderall
I see colors when I blink, I'm a trippy nigga
My legal status in Nevada kinda iffy, nigga
Alleyways in LA with this bipper on me
Lately I been stickin' to that cheese like some pepperoni, aye
Dog shit baby, Old Yeller on me
I don't really trust my iPhone i think it's tellin' on me, aye
Walkin' round with pressure, you could smell it on me
Jack keep on handin' me money, I got a teller on me, Aye
Disappear on all you niggas and come back rich
My nigga wit me, he don't rap, he just up that bitch
Yizzy Baby get it crackin' like a safe code
I ain't givin' niggas shit, I'm in Take Mode
I'm in Las Vegas now for the weekend
Countin' dead niggas up and twistin' my blunts
I got a play but it's waitin' on that deep end
Is you tryna hit the trap with some commitment for once, aye
I try to figure out my life and I confuse myself
If I don't change my situation I might lose myself
(Aye, it's so funny, in yo city high as fuck buyin' shit with yo money)
Aye, damn that's yo baby that's a whole groupie
Aye, you be so in love she be so choosy
Aye, eyes blood red like some fuckin' rubies
I be going through some shit but I know I'll be Gucci
Put the shit up in the shit, now I'm gettin' groovy
Talkin' bout I took his bitch, pussy nigga sue me
I ain't rich yet and lately that's been gettin' to me
I ain't rich yet and lately that's been, look
Dumb Bop, come and look at this
If I ain't the one that did it then my brother took his bitch
I know these niggas hate me and I know I make em sick
I know they tryna take me that just motivate the clique
My brother taught me how to take advantage of a glitch
Aye, back it up, lil' baby can you dig it
If I ask the plug he gon' vacuum zip it
Had to stack it up, I need some brand new chicken
Aye, out the way my nigga can you ship it
I ain't bout to play with nan one of you niggas
(I'm on some dumb shit, some "movin' greedy can't nobody get a crumb" shit)
She said she want me back, she wanna get some closure
I said I want a bag, so I could flip it over
She said she wanna chill with me, she wanna kick it
I said I want a mil' quickly, I want a ticket
Tell me how you feel, and tell me is you wit it,
Tell me who dat nigga babygirl be specific
(Aye, it's so funny, in yo city high as fuck buyin' shit with yo money)
I don't care if niggas sleep, boy the trap woke
Pink Runtz in rotation I ain't mad at all
30 hour scam sessions off of adderall
I see colors when I blink, I'm a trippy nigga
My legal status in Nevada kinda iffy, nigga
Alleyways in LA with this bipper on me
Lately I been stickin' to that cheese like some pepperoni, aye
Dog shit baby, Old Yeller on me
I don't really trust my iPhone i think it's tellin' on me, aye
Walkin' round with pressure, you could smell it on me
Jack keep on handin' me money, I got a teller on me, Aye
Disappear on all you niggas and come back rich
My nigga wit me, he don't rap, he just up that bitch
Yizzy Baby get it crackin' like a safe code
I ain't givin' niggas shit, I'm in Take Mode
I'm in Las Vegas now for the weekend
Countin' dead niggas up and twistin' my blunts
I got a play but it's waitin' on that deep end
Is you tryna hit the trap with some commitment for once, aye
I try to figure out my life and I confuse myself
If I don't change my situation I might lose myself
(Aye, it's so funny, in yo city high as fuck buyin' shit with yo money)
Aye, damn that's yo baby that's a whole groupie
Aye, you be so in love she be so choosy
Aye, eyes blood red like some fuckin' rubies
I be going through some shit but I know I'll be Gucci
Put the shit up in the shit, now I'm gettin' groovy
Talkin' bout I took his bitch, pussy nigga sue me
I ain't rich yet and lately that's been gettin' to me
I ain't rich yet and lately that's been, look
Dumb Bop, come and look at this
If I ain't the one that did it then my brother took his bitch
I know these niggas hate me and I know I make em sick
I know they tryna take me that just motivate the clique
My brother taught me how to take advantage of a glitch
Aye, back it up, lil' baby can you dig it
If I ask the plug he gon' vacuum zip it
Had to stack it up, I need some brand new chicken
Aye, out the way my nigga can you ship it
I ain't bout to play with nan one of you niggas
(I'm on some dumb shit, some "movin' greedy can't nobody get a crumb" shit)
She said she want me back, she wanna get some closure
I said I want a bag, so I could flip it over
She said she wanna chill with me, she wanna kick it
I said I want a mil' quickly, I want a ticket
Tell me how you feel, and tell me is you wit it,
Tell me who dat nigga babygirl be specific
(Aye, it's so funny, in yo city high as fuck buyin' shit with yo money)
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Writer(s): Nekhi Foster
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