Who You Fooling
HOT HOT
Off white on my but the shirt black
Off white on my body but the shirt black
Niggas saying they on my head they can stop that
I spent 400 on my belt and i'm still gon sag
After that pic give up that money that is not yo cash
These niggas talk alot they just hecklers
She play my music you get mad and try to lecture
I ain't no captain save a hoe I ain't gon S her
Tryna count my pockets they too deep you can't measure
Yeah so don't try that shit
I thought it was a code to this shit they ain't abiding it
Ain't no manifesting this year I just go by the shit
Finna put the presi on my wrist Joe Biden shit
And these kicks that I just bought they dead stock
You niggas can't be serious like a leg shot
my pockets got blue face it's in a headlock
I'm stepping out in all white look like egg nog
Aye
Nigga looking the wrong way catch K shot
I just pulled up in that make they face drop
Tell these niggas they time up hit the stopwatch
And all these bitches the same they just gon flip flop
I told her I don't wanna talk she gotta lip lock
If she ain't tryna do that she gotta kick rocks
I couldn't cuff on that bitch she just a pit stop
Aye
I'm on some new shit
I had to cut that nigga off he was on some fu shit
Aye for the right amount
My niggas staking out
You would've thought they was at Ruth Cris
And i'm really a rich nigga I can prove it
Cause I don't talk about what I want I just do it
I getting to shitting on these niggas like the sewage
boy it ain't no V's in them chains who you fooling
Off white on my but the shirt black
Off white on my body but the shirt black
Niggas saying they on my head they can stop that
I spent 400 on my belt and i'm still gon sag
After that pic give up that money that is not yo cash
These niggas talk alot they just hecklers
She play my music you get mad and try to lecture
I ain't no captain save a hoe I ain't gon S her
Tryna count my pockets they too deep you can't measure
Yeah so don't try that shit
I thought it was a code to this shit they ain't abiding it
Ain't no manifesting this year I just go by the shit
Finna put the presi on my wrist Joe Biden shit
And these kicks that I just bought they dead stock
You niggas can't be serious like a leg shot
my pockets got blue face it's in a headlock
I'm stepping out in all white look like egg nog
Aye
Nigga looking the wrong way catch K shot
I just pulled up in that make they face drop
Tell these niggas they time up hit the stopwatch
And all these bitches the same they just gon flip flop
I told her I don't wanna talk she gotta lip lock
If she ain't tryna do that she gotta kick rocks
I couldn't cuff on that bitch she just a pit stop
Aye
I'm on some new shit
I had to cut that nigga off he was on some fu shit
Aye for the right amount
My niggas staking out
You would've thought they was at Ruth Cris
And i'm really a rich nigga I can prove it
Cause I don't talk about what I want I just do it
I getting to shitting on these niggas like the sewage
boy it ain't no V's in them chains who you fooling
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Writer(s): Finessing Flash
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