alyx

Yeah, blatt
Hah
Frrr

AMG Cedes, 1017 Alyx, yeah (Yeah)
That nigga broke and I'm up, he doin the least, yeah (Yeah, huh, yeah)
I heard he want him a verse, it's costing a fee, yeah (Yeah)
Demotivated, I'm in the A smokin' tree, yeah, uh
She wanna fuck, let's get it, yeah
All of my windows be tinted
He got a counterfeit, money is printed
Hah, baby just give me a minute (Minute, give me a minute)
I got extends like a slut in the prison
Baby, I need you to shut up and listen
Too many ho's, I got different decisions
My bitch, she bad, she a different edition (Hah)
Fendi, Balenci' and Prada
He think he better, I told that boy, "Nada" (Yeah)
I fuck that bitch, and she won't get a dollar
She be with me, like she stuck on a collar
I miss that bitch but I'm not finna call her
Play with the gang, you gon' die, go to Allah
These niggas broke and they talkin' that shit
VVS diamonds, they dance on my wrist (They dance on my wrist)
Fuck on that bitch, she ain't payin' the rent (Yeah)
She want a bag, this bitch gon' be rich (Yeah)
She only hit up your phone to vent
Smokin' on gas, you smell the scent
I want this brain, then repent
He don't wanna die, he tryna prevent
I'm in the A, yeah, I'm in the A but I be in LA (Yeah)
Pour me a four and I pour me an eight (Hah)
Got a white ho and she call me an ape (Yeah)
That nigga broke so I cannot relate
I told that bitch that I don't wanna date
Play with my bitch and I'm catching a case
Bullets, they fly and they go for your face
I'm with Lil 50 and I'm with Lil Devin
She wanna fuck 'cause she know that I'm heaven
I'm in this bitch and I ball like I'm Harry
I heard he got shot on the block, what happened?
Said he got money, hah, he cappin'
If I go broke, hah, I'm trappin'
These niggas hungry, then eat faster



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Writer(s): Davyn Nunez, Wesley Tiku
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