The Right Tings

Hit the weed get no sleep
I'm on E two or three
Yeah
I'm a monster
I'm a miracle
Imma die for this
Check cleared new residuals
Fuck all that shit you on I'm too fuckin wavy bro
I'm talkin real estate renovate
Reservations
Dinner dates

So I had to put the Mack down
Then I came in the room and put the smack down
Got a foreign lil ting and she back now
Hair long ass phat that's her background
She count stacks now
Yeah uh
Cops behind me but they know I'm not stopping
Pop a molly and takeoff like a rocket
Pocket watching they like what's in your wallet?
Forty bands I need options
Catch up cause you flopping

Hit the weed get no sleep
I'm on E two or three
Yeah
I'm a monster
I'm a miracle
Imma die for this
Check cleared new residuals
Fuck all that shit you on I'm too fuckin wavy bro
I'm talkin real estate renovate
Reservations
Dinner dates

Big choppa bitch I won't fold
Walking wit a army heard you only got one pole (Lil bitch)
And I do this to the death (Yeah)
Undercover covers leave a puddle when I step (Okay)
Saw you on the gram talking boy yo ass a mess (Damn)
Seen you out in public talking bout how you regret
We pulled up on him quick and told him say it wit his chest (What)
Turn you into a angel wit these bullets you'll get blessed (Damn)
Smoking three gram backwoods really I can never stress (Nope)
At first they tried to play me now they know my shits the best
Designer this designer that
Mix the Rick wit the Raf
Fucked his bitch give her back
She's dismissed it's a wrap (Okay)
Ooo ooo ooo ooo (Lil bitch)
All this money can't split it (Nope)
All by myself I'm committed (Yeah)
Can't be your bitch cause I hit it (Nope)
I'm really on top like a fitted (Yeah)
You niggas just talking I live it (Yeah)
I cannot give no forgiveness



Credits
Writer(s): Malique Lytle
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