Same Boat
Where you been boo syrup???
Countin up alotta dough
Shop he got exotic hoe
Fuckin on exotic hoes
5 finger discount, game in the figure 4
You a bitch, niggas know
Whole lick, envelope
What the money lookin like???
Big face hunnit hoe
Onions like sonic though
Head from the honor roll
Ride it, hold it in the road
You can my fuck my old hoes
I don't give a damn, so
Y'all in the same boat
Shots are my protection let's jus call the gloc depo
Side bitch yellow keep me scoring like melo
Niggas talk behind me, you must wanna be a echo
Pipe alotta shit get you split like rillo
How you still broke but you sellin marijuana
Worst than the ice cream machine at McDonalds
I ain't buy a Birky but I'm feelin like I wunna
I'm a young thug and she feelin my persona
Last girl left her, Had her sweatin like corona
Too busy sellin pot she jus mad I don't want her
Mood nonchalant You ain't heard "how I'm feelin"?
And I hope all my opps in the building
Go and write diss you kno you ain't drillin
Ain't no half ass ima pick up the pace
Niggas be mad tell em pick up ya face
Ain't duckin no danger them racks in safe
Makin a serve while I chill wit ya bae
She ask for som sugar I ask for som face
I'm fina leave why you askin to stay
Syrup gon drip and she like how it taste
Let's hit the trap I got money to make
Turn up some more give Em somethin to hate on
These niggas broke they need somethin to wait on
I'm fina eat, get my MF weight on
Fuck that fake love keep that shit off my radar
Countin up alotta dough
Shop he got exotic hoe
Fuckin on exotic hoes
5 finger discount, game in the figure 4
You a bitch, niggas know
Whole lick, envelope
What the money lookin like???
Big face hunnit hoe
Onions like sonic though
Head from the honor roll
Ride it, hold it in the road
You can my fuck my old hoes
I don't give a damn, so
Y'all in the same boat
Shots are my protection let's jus call the gloc depo
Side bitch yellow keep me scoring like melo
Niggas talk behind me, you must wanna be a echo
Pipe alotta shit get you split like rillo
How you still broke but you sellin marijuana
Worst than the ice cream machine at McDonalds
I ain't buy a Birky but I'm feelin like I wunna
I'm a young thug and she feelin my persona
Last girl left her, Had her sweatin like corona
Too busy sellin pot she jus mad I don't want her
Mood nonchalant You ain't heard "how I'm feelin"?
And I hope all my opps in the building
Go and write diss you kno you ain't drillin
Ain't no half ass ima pick up the pace
Niggas be mad tell em pick up ya face
Ain't duckin no danger them racks in safe
Makin a serve while I chill wit ya bae
She ask for som sugar I ask for som face
I'm fina leave why you askin to stay
Syrup gon drip and she like how it taste
Let's hit the trap I got money to make
Turn up some more give Em somethin to hate on
These niggas broke they need somethin to wait on
I'm fina eat, get my MF weight on
Fuck that fake love keep that shit off my radar
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Writer(s): X'zaveon Dickerson
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