Lifestyle

At a condo with yo bitch, I'm pulling up
I can bet yo ass my niggas won't get touched
180 On the dash just ain't enough
I gotta flood around my neck, my pockets stuffed

I'm lasting, off a perkie when we fuck
The sex be so much better off them drugs
Pour a 4 up in my Fanta, dirty stuff
Pop a xanny for my health, it make me numb
Couple bad hoes from the city show me love
They ate my kids for breakfast and for lunch
We do this shit for real, it ain't for stunts
Can the bitch boy in the back come to the front?

My niggas stay ready, we pop like confetti
We'll ball out on Gucci, the Louis, the Fendi
The Prada, The Dior, Versace, Givenchy
We'll spend every penny, lil racks we got plenty
Black bitch, thick, she cute, and her ass move
Ass so fat, had to slide, nigga had to
Rearrange guts, pulled her soul from a bad mood
Bust on her face, she ran straight to the bathroom

So she could clean up
She know when to leave, she can see my demeanor
Wanna swerve in a Beamer, it's only 2 seater
Karma's a bitch and I'm destined to meet her
I treat her with cash everytime that I greet her
She look like a lick everytime that I see her
Fat ma be wildin', them times that I beat her
She tasting like candy each time that I eat her (Ahhh)

At a condo with yo bitch, I'm pulling up
I can bet yo ass my niggas won't get touched
180 On the dash just ain't enough
I gotta flood around my neck, my pockets stuffed (Let's go!)

Baby girl, I am too wavy
You cannot contain me, step back and just watch how I move
Got real ones behind this, we never be hiding
They know I spark up in and out of the booth
Lil nigga be acting so tough, don't do shit with that gun
He too passive so watch how I snooze
Got niggas who tied to the street, who rely on that heat
They so down, they got nothing to lose

Try us lil nigga, you'll make the news
Know what we bang, when you hear SuWoo
I keep me a rocket, I'm Kim Jong-un
You cannot reach me, I touched the moon

Niggas be riding my dick, bitches all on my shit, speak on shit they ain't never did
Niggas not really bout shit, give narcotics a kick, now they think they the devil's kid
Well I am that nigga bout action, you pull up we blasting, I'll show you where heaven is
Ain't showing no mercy to niggas, we murking these niggas, no signs of the evidence
Hollows a rip through yo skin, when we roll down the tint
And put holes through your melanin
Niggas on go for that cheese, if you running from me, we go straight to yo mama crib
Pussy boy wasting my time, I make sure I get mines and make sure it's bout Benjamin's
Charger get up like it's Zion, my pockets is giant, I'm fly like a Pelican
You never be popping no tags, at the mall with no bags, this shit out of yo element
Yea I'm just fucking for free, I just nut and I leave, yea we friends with the benefits

At a condo with yo bitch, I'm pulling up
I can bet yo ass my niggas won't get touched
180 On the dash just ain't enough
I gotta flood around my neck, my pockets stuffed



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Writer(s): Iziah Brown
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