My Shit

L.T.S baby uh

I pull up and I pop out
Drop my top down,' we living unapologetic
I'm puffin on the zaza real proper
You sick cause I'm back on my-

Big bag chasing we gone
We can do whatever we want
Tap in like Saweetie sippin' sweet tea mickey d all in her v
Collecting bitches like I'm King Kong
I don't need nobody to fucking tell me nothin'
Keep doing me stay stuntin'
I'm too attached to the cash
Let it keep on comin'
All of these hunnid's I'm thumbing
Gone off the gas
Switch
Gone off the topic in the tropics when I give it too a bad bitch
She gone ask for marriage
But I'm committed to the game
I ain't sorry I'm just bumping to my trap shit ha
Blast it one more time just one more
Firecracker pack-in nigga who want smoke
Get to leavin' see you never I had fun though
If we takin' titles I'm the fuckinh head honcho
We da best
I'm da boss
No sore losers take ya loss
Catching picks like Randy Moss
Kick flip the bag like Tony Hawk
Bitch I'm beaming
Leanin' got two reason's
Give no fuck's and rain all season
Ya'll still dreaming dreaming'
I'm doing me see what I say I mean it
Uh
Blowin' that gas loud pack going dumb make you choke up a lung
Head to fire she wildin' I'm dripping she drowning
Blow her brain's when she choke in my gun
You so dumb da dumb dumb dumb
Fumble the bag gonna cost you a thumb
I am not scared of no lion, no tigers, no bears
I'm a beast myself on my shit
Ya'll niggas my lunch

I pull up and I pop out
Drop my top down we living unapologetic
I'm puffin on the zaza real proper
You sick cause I'm back on my shit
Run with the gang run with gang yeah
Nigga I'm back on my shit yeah
Playin' no games playin' no games yeah
Ain't never switch for no-

Muhfucka never call my bluff and count ya blessings
I'm just living chase no chickens
Hintin' that she don't know no better
I ain't got time for the shit
Honestly honor me when I'm in ya presence
Represent
All about that action like I'm Arnold Schwarzenegger
Actin fast terminate ya I'm the governor of this
Palm tree floss
Takin' lil shawty from the window to the wall
Ain't no shade when I shine
I'm just flexing protectin' my bag
Finessing these niggas got ya bitch on my line
Gotta be a crime to go hard like this
Can't catch me slipping cause I move too quick
Trap Star tunes get the broom how I sweep on the beat
Clear the room clean ya fruit of the looms
Cause maybe I'm turning you niggas to stains
It's a fuckin' true story like I'm rocking two chains
Mountain full of money watch me whip out my range
On top of the world working hard
Bring em out time to start
Ya'll be actin so I'm playin' my part
Hatin' ass nigga cause I'm doing yo job
Run that check and you can run yo chick
Yeah I'm on my shit
Can't get realer than this muhfucka just watch

I pull up and I pop out
Drop my top down we living unapologetic
I'm puffin on the zaza real proper
You sick cause I'm back on my shit
Run with the gang run with gang yeah
Nigga I'm back on my shit yeah
Playin' no games playin' no games yeah
Ain't never switch for no-