Confined
Went from Olive Garden to the Chama Gauca
In love with hundreds cuz that pussy abundant
Got sticks and rolls but don't fuck with no sushi
All these blues got me feeling like Pookie
Pockets looking offset selling quavos
Bag shy a whole quarter see a J lo
Front ya mans 2 dollars no fabo
I supply what you need if you say so
Money all different colors like a rainbow
Baby pussy real sticky like the hundos
Bout the cash I might spazz like Hussain Bolt
Can't ride this wave with the same boat
Cant merge in my lane ain't the same road
Making 4 digit plays like the safe code
Same price locked in like the safe code
Got bows so I ride with the Draco
Watching numbers go up talking shit to the plug
Mail just ran I ain't even fired up
Yea I got time keep money tied up
Yea I got time keep money tied up
Watching numbers go up talking shit to the plug
Mail just ran I ain't even fired up
Yea I got time keep money tied up
Yea I got time keep money tied up
Threw the plug extra dub got it overnight
Catch me outside like a light bug
Make a sell weigh a bell in Givenchy slides
Bad bitch blowing like a light bulb
All blues and fifties no ones nine dubs
Ain't got a taper or a fade but they lined up
Not looking for the tag cuz I'm it come find us
Turned to the trap cuz a job confined us
Dropped outta school cuz the shit confined us
Tried to get a job but a check confined us
Built my own lane now the money come find us
I ain't choosing now let the bitch come find us
Dropped outta school cuz the shit confined us
Tried to get a job but a check confined us
Built my own lane now the money come find us
I ain't choosing now let the bitch come find us
Big blue strips in this bitch got em frowned up
Niggas tried to break in the stop ain't find nothing
50 Something cash and the bums ain't find one
Playing with the bands need me drum
Where ya shoes from Neiman Marcus
Got dreams me and queen in a 2 door
Good sativa put ya boy on Pluto
Thought the bag had wings how it flew though
Dropped outta school cuz the shit confined us
Tried to get a job but a check confined us
Built my own lane now the money come find us
I ain't choosing now let the bitch come find us
Dropped outta school cuz the shit confined us
Tried to get a job but a check confined us
Built my own lane now the money come find us
I ain't choosing now let the bitch come find us
In love with hundreds cuz that pussy abundant
Got sticks and rolls but don't fuck with no sushi
All these blues got me feeling like Pookie
Pockets looking offset selling quavos
Bag shy a whole quarter see a J lo
Front ya mans 2 dollars no fabo
I supply what you need if you say so
Money all different colors like a rainbow
Baby pussy real sticky like the hundos
Bout the cash I might spazz like Hussain Bolt
Can't ride this wave with the same boat
Cant merge in my lane ain't the same road
Making 4 digit plays like the safe code
Same price locked in like the safe code
Got bows so I ride with the Draco
Watching numbers go up talking shit to the plug
Mail just ran I ain't even fired up
Yea I got time keep money tied up
Yea I got time keep money tied up
Watching numbers go up talking shit to the plug
Mail just ran I ain't even fired up
Yea I got time keep money tied up
Yea I got time keep money tied up
Threw the plug extra dub got it overnight
Catch me outside like a light bug
Make a sell weigh a bell in Givenchy slides
Bad bitch blowing like a light bulb
All blues and fifties no ones nine dubs
Ain't got a taper or a fade but they lined up
Not looking for the tag cuz I'm it come find us
Turned to the trap cuz a job confined us
Dropped outta school cuz the shit confined us
Tried to get a job but a check confined us
Built my own lane now the money come find us
I ain't choosing now let the bitch come find us
Dropped outta school cuz the shit confined us
Tried to get a job but a check confined us
Built my own lane now the money come find us
I ain't choosing now let the bitch come find us
Big blue strips in this bitch got em frowned up
Niggas tried to break in the stop ain't find nothing
50 Something cash and the bums ain't find one
Playing with the bands need me drum
Where ya shoes from Neiman Marcus
Got dreams me and queen in a 2 door
Good sativa put ya boy on Pluto
Thought the bag had wings how it flew though
Dropped outta school cuz the shit confined us
Tried to get a job but a check confined us
Built my own lane now the money come find us
I ain't choosing now let the bitch come find us
Dropped outta school cuz the shit confined us
Tried to get a job but a check confined us
Built my own lane now the money come find us
I ain't choosing now let the bitch come find us
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Writer(s): Chylie Watkins
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