Lame
I smoke the gas
You know a I got the pressure
Back on my bull shit
Got out my depression
I hate to have to flex
But you left me know choice
Your girl texted me
Saying I keep her shit moist
I'm that Nigga everywhere
Don't nobody gotta question
Hunnid meter dash
When I hit it she be runnin
Mr fly guy
Yeah I been know for stuntin
Cause my motto
If I like it then I want
So run it
I'm a black lipped
Socialite
See me getting money right
Bougie hoes can't get a meal
Can't be simpin mane
Im livin a better life
You still at yo mommas tight
You do whatever you can
I Do what the fuck I like
I see why you hatin on me
Trying to scuff up my shine
All your time be wasted homie
Cause you always clockin mine
Damn shame how these
Niggas try to change lanes
Just play games that these lame
Niggas made damn
I should be your boyfriend
Cause you know he's lyin'
It might seem like I'm hating
But girl, I'm just relating
Step one, walk through that door
Step two, tell him
He's not like he was before
You don't love him anymore
Cause shorty he a lame
I said you fucking with a lame
Yeah okay
Step one, walk through that door
Step two, tell him
He's not like he was before
You don't love him anymore
Cause shorty he a lame
You know marcqui
Puff the herb
Fuck your sherm
Peep I'm really just a
Pretty fucking nerd
Y'all the birds
You don't wanna
Make me have to call up third
Yeah you heard
Cause Ocmg
make bite the curb
Word
I'm that guy babygirl
Cause nobody ever told ya
Momma was sergeant
So you know she raised a soldier
I'm a fucking beast baby
Yeah my words move boulders
I just doing what GOD
Said I'm supposed ta
I'm a black lipped
Socialite
See me getting money right
Bougie hoes can't get a meal
Can't be simpin mane
Im livin a better life
You still at yo mommas tight
You do whatever you can
I Do what the fuck I like
I see why you hatin on me
Trying to scuff up my shine
All your time be wasted homie
Cause you always clockin mine
Damn shame how these
Niggas try to change lanes
Just play games that these lame
Niggas made damn
I should be your boyfriend
Cause you know he's lyin'
It might seem like I'm hating
But girl, I'm just relating
Step one, walk through that door
Step two, tell him
He's not like he was before
You don't love him anymore
Cause shorty he a lame
I said you fucking with a lame
Yeah okay
Step one, walk through that door
Step two, tell him
He's not like he was before
You don't love him anymore
Cause shorty he a lame
You know a I got the pressure
Back on my bull shit
Got out my depression
I hate to have to flex
But you left me know choice
Your girl texted me
Saying I keep her shit moist
I'm that Nigga everywhere
Don't nobody gotta question
Hunnid meter dash
When I hit it she be runnin
Mr fly guy
Yeah I been know for stuntin
Cause my motto
If I like it then I want
So run it
I'm a black lipped
Socialite
See me getting money right
Bougie hoes can't get a meal
Can't be simpin mane
Im livin a better life
You still at yo mommas tight
You do whatever you can
I Do what the fuck I like
I see why you hatin on me
Trying to scuff up my shine
All your time be wasted homie
Cause you always clockin mine
Damn shame how these
Niggas try to change lanes
Just play games that these lame
Niggas made damn
I should be your boyfriend
Cause you know he's lyin'
It might seem like I'm hating
But girl, I'm just relating
Step one, walk through that door
Step two, tell him
He's not like he was before
You don't love him anymore
Cause shorty he a lame
I said you fucking with a lame
Yeah okay
Step one, walk through that door
Step two, tell him
He's not like he was before
You don't love him anymore
Cause shorty he a lame
You know marcqui
Puff the herb
Fuck your sherm
Peep I'm really just a
Pretty fucking nerd
Y'all the birds
You don't wanna
Make me have to call up third
Yeah you heard
Cause Ocmg
make bite the curb
Word
I'm that guy babygirl
Cause nobody ever told ya
Momma was sergeant
So you know she raised a soldier
I'm a fucking beast baby
Yeah my words move boulders
I just doing what GOD
Said I'm supposed ta
I'm a black lipped
Socialite
See me getting money right
Bougie hoes can't get a meal
Can't be simpin mane
Im livin a better life
You still at yo mommas tight
You do whatever you can
I Do what the fuck I like
I see why you hatin on me
Trying to scuff up my shine
All your time be wasted homie
Cause you always clockin mine
Damn shame how these
Niggas try to change lanes
Just play games that these lame
Niggas made damn
I should be your boyfriend
Cause you know he's lyin'
It might seem like I'm hating
But girl, I'm just relating
Step one, walk through that door
Step two, tell him
He's not like he was before
You don't love him anymore
Cause shorty he a lame
I said you fucking with a lame
Yeah okay
Step one, walk through that door
Step two, tell him
He's not like he was before
You don't love him anymore
Cause shorty he a lame
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Writer(s): Marcquille Johnson
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