Up Next
I ain't got no regrets nigga pay me respect
Yo bitch think I'm fly flyer than the rest
I ain't a killer but please do not test
Just like in school you end up with a F
Hop out the foreign to hop in the Vette
M on my belt and that's just a slight Grindin so hard a nigga up next
Wanna be in the Lam if the cops pull me over
Wanna roll in a range and I'm talkin bout rover
Sitting with the gang pass the blunt to my chauffer
I ain't had no money I was cooking up the Stofers
Oodles and noodles them shits held us over
She said she was ready I told her to come over
Dawgin these hoes a nigga heart colder
Skipped all that shit started taking her clothes off
Wasn't feeling that bitch so I just faked a phone call
Bought her ass Gucci but she still wanted goyard
My diamonds be hittin yeah my drip is so hard
Started off late so them boys gotta head start
Go dumb on the beat so they call me a retard
Nigga thought was it but I just hit restart
My diamonds they glisten they really some pointers
If you is not with us it's better to join us
State to state roadtrips I really be tourin
Niggas is lame these niggas is boring
Hop out the Vette jus to hop in the foreign
Niggas is sleepin on me yeah they snorin
Bape on my head while my Gucci belt roarin
If we see police tell my nigga to floor it
Always had money yeah always been doing this
Niggas that was with me all they fake then they lane switched
I'm out with my side hoe lowkey miss my main bitch
Cuz when I'm with this one its always the same shit
I miss the old days only had one chick
Headed to the top so I know gotta move quick
Nigga been grindin and I'm going number 1 bitch
Draft just started and you know I'm the first pick
(You know I'm the first pick)
I ain't got no regrets nigga pay me respect
Yo bitch think I'm fly flyer than the rest
I ain't a killer but please do not test
Just like in school you end up with a F
Hop out the foreign to hop in the Vette
M on my belt and that's just a slight flex
Grindin so hard a nigga up next
Rollin with the bro's and I'm chasing that bag
You know I'm an athlete, I got this shit fast
Mama said baby if you ain't first you last
Now it's my time so I gotta make it last
Fuck with me wrong I might have to spazz
Niggas ain't know but I'm right on they ass
Yes imma bandit I'm talking bout crash
Making the money I'm getting the cash
Want a big house one with a jacuzzi
Hoes really love me like my name Lil Boosie
Gotta 5 star wanted level like Toosie
Fuck with the squad and we just might lose it
I'm up in the game these niggas is losing
Like Pokemon I'm the one these hoes choosin'
Can't tell who's real who's fake it's confusin'
My life it been different I ain't done no trippin'
Just stayed on my grind 33 Scottie Pippen
No time for these hoes and these niggas be simpin'
Feigning for a bag so I stay reminiscing
Bout the times I was lost and the shit I was missin'
That gas what I'm on that drink what I'm sippin'
I been in this shit and this bitch I been rippin'
Got blues in my pocket but no I ain't crippin'
I ain't got no regrets, niggas pay me respect
Yo bitch think I'm fly flyer than the rest
I ain't a killer but please do not test
Just like in school you end up with a F
Hop out the foreign to hop in the Vette
M on my belt and that's just a slight flex
Grindin so hard a nigga up next
Yo bitch think I'm fly flyer than the rest
I ain't a killer but please do not test
Just like in school you end up with a F
Hop out the foreign to hop in the Vette
M on my belt and that's just a slight Grindin so hard a nigga up next
Wanna be in the Lam if the cops pull me over
Wanna roll in a range and I'm talkin bout rover
Sitting with the gang pass the blunt to my chauffer
I ain't had no money I was cooking up the Stofers
Oodles and noodles them shits held us over
She said she was ready I told her to come over
Dawgin these hoes a nigga heart colder
Skipped all that shit started taking her clothes off
Wasn't feeling that bitch so I just faked a phone call
Bought her ass Gucci but she still wanted goyard
My diamonds be hittin yeah my drip is so hard
Started off late so them boys gotta head start
Go dumb on the beat so they call me a retard
Nigga thought was it but I just hit restart
My diamonds they glisten they really some pointers
If you is not with us it's better to join us
State to state roadtrips I really be tourin
Niggas is lame these niggas is boring
Hop out the Vette jus to hop in the foreign
Niggas is sleepin on me yeah they snorin
Bape on my head while my Gucci belt roarin
If we see police tell my nigga to floor it
Always had money yeah always been doing this
Niggas that was with me all they fake then they lane switched
I'm out with my side hoe lowkey miss my main bitch
Cuz when I'm with this one its always the same shit
I miss the old days only had one chick
Headed to the top so I know gotta move quick
Nigga been grindin and I'm going number 1 bitch
Draft just started and you know I'm the first pick
(You know I'm the first pick)
I ain't got no regrets nigga pay me respect
Yo bitch think I'm fly flyer than the rest
I ain't a killer but please do not test
Just like in school you end up with a F
Hop out the foreign to hop in the Vette
M on my belt and that's just a slight flex
Grindin so hard a nigga up next
Rollin with the bro's and I'm chasing that bag
You know I'm an athlete, I got this shit fast
Mama said baby if you ain't first you last
Now it's my time so I gotta make it last
Fuck with me wrong I might have to spazz
Niggas ain't know but I'm right on they ass
Yes imma bandit I'm talking bout crash
Making the money I'm getting the cash
Want a big house one with a jacuzzi
Hoes really love me like my name Lil Boosie
Gotta 5 star wanted level like Toosie
Fuck with the squad and we just might lose it
I'm up in the game these niggas is losing
Like Pokemon I'm the one these hoes choosin'
Can't tell who's real who's fake it's confusin'
My life it been different I ain't done no trippin'
Just stayed on my grind 33 Scottie Pippen
No time for these hoes and these niggas be simpin'
Feigning for a bag so I stay reminiscing
Bout the times I was lost and the shit I was missin'
That gas what I'm on that drink what I'm sippin'
I been in this shit and this bitch I been rippin'
Got blues in my pocket but no I ain't crippin'
I ain't got no regrets, niggas pay me respect
Yo bitch think I'm fly flyer than the rest
I ain't a killer but please do not test
Just like in school you end up with a F
Hop out the foreign to hop in the Vette
M on my belt and that's just a slight flex
Grindin so hard a nigga up next
Credits
Writer(s): Xavier Jordan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.