Attempted
Yeah
PUA hitting made 45K
Nigga, just in one day, got some addys in the A
Bought some OVO Jordans, same day
Bought the Drac', same day dropped a tape
Got credit with the doctor, I can snatch a bitch waist
On a psychedelic drug, I be goin' up to space
Burnin' Peanut Butter Cup, I'm just smokin' for the taste
In the Trackhawk Jeep, I just bought it just to race
Got skills online, I be hackin' in banks
I'm a real-ass nigga, but my SS fake
I'm a real-ass nigga, but my ID fake
Nigga grew up in the hood, we was shootin' in crates
I ain't doin' no shows, I ain't takin' no dates
I don't talk behind your back, I'ma say it in your face
Burnt out the jugg, gotta hit another state
I done hit her two hours, now I gotta take a break
Nigga just smacked, now I'm smokin' on the vape
Let's do it
Had to work out, had to lose a little weight
When I was down bad, yeah, a nigga had to take
They gon' fuck around and make a nigga get irate
I just want what's in between your legs, that shit tempting
Everybody pulled up in this car, don't you attempt it
Big boss nigga, I can claw the bitch up
Got a Ruger on me now, I'll fire a nigga up
Fuck around and make me have to tie a nigga up
Plug ran out, we done bought them bitches up
My wifey tellin' me I'm a bad influence to my son
'Cause he walked in the closet, found a hundred-round drum
All this Louis V on me, I could never be a bum
I'm a millionaire nigga, but I came from the slums
Made 250 from a motherfuckin' iPhone
Stole some iPads, kept the rent paid and the lights on
Damn, she lookin' good with the polka-dot tights on
Fucked a bad chick, I ain't have to put my ice on
Took the hard route, I ain't have no one to lean on
She just wanna vent, she just wanna get her freak on
Took her to the beauty shop to get her lil' feet done
After that, we pulled up to the bank just to swipe somethin'
Let's do it
Had to work out, had to lose a little weight
Now I am down bad, yeah, a nigga had to take
They gon' fuck around and make a nigga get irate
I just want what's in between your legs, that shit tempting
Everybody pulled up in this car, don't you attempt it
PUA hitting made 45K
Nigga, just in one day, got some addys in the A
Bought some OVO Jordans, same day
Bought the Drac', same day dropped a tape
Got credit with the doctor, I can snatch a bitch waist
On a psychedelic drug, I be goin' up to space
Burnin' Peanut Butter Cup, I'm just smokin' for the taste
In the Trackhawk Jeep, I just bought it just to race
Got skills online, I be hackin' in banks
I'm a real-ass nigga, but my SS fake
I'm a real-ass nigga, but my ID fake
Nigga grew up in the hood, we was shootin' in crates
I ain't doin' no shows, I ain't takin' no dates
I don't talk behind your back, I'ma say it in your face
Burnt out the jugg, gotta hit another state
I done hit her two hours, now I gotta take a break
Nigga just smacked, now I'm smokin' on the vape
Let's do it
Had to work out, had to lose a little weight
When I was down bad, yeah, a nigga had to take
They gon' fuck around and make a nigga get irate
I just want what's in between your legs, that shit tempting
Everybody pulled up in this car, don't you attempt it
Big boss nigga, I can claw the bitch up
Got a Ruger on me now, I'll fire a nigga up
Fuck around and make me have to tie a nigga up
Plug ran out, we done bought them bitches up
My wifey tellin' me I'm a bad influence to my son
'Cause he walked in the closet, found a hundred-round drum
All this Louis V on me, I could never be a bum
I'm a millionaire nigga, but I came from the slums
Made 250 from a motherfuckin' iPhone
Stole some iPads, kept the rent paid and the lights on
Damn, she lookin' good with the polka-dot tights on
Fucked a bad chick, I ain't have to put my ice on
Took the hard route, I ain't have no one to lean on
She just wanna vent, she just wanna get her freak on
Took her to the beauty shop to get her lil' feet done
After that, we pulled up to the bank just to swipe somethin'
Let's do it
Had to work out, had to lose a little weight
Now I am down bad, yeah, a nigga had to take
They gon' fuck around and make a nigga get irate
I just want what's in between your legs, that shit tempting
Everybody pulled up in this car, don't you attempt it
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Writer(s): Tysen Bolding, Colm Whyte, Joel Puente
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