LAZY

Got 10 bitches on me going brazy
Sucking on my dick and now I'm lazy
What's her name? Think her name was Stacy
Got a couple shooters shoot you like the navy
I count up blues, not like that boy wavy
Cus then I'm hopping in the stu, like bitch who are you
When I'm counting up my blues, Balenciaga on my shoes
Then I do it again, yeah bitch I do it again

Cry for the Gucci, She cry for the Dior
Buy out the place when we walk inside the door
I'm loving the money and she loving it more
In love with designer it's hard to ignore
Man I love the way she move
But the tags are not the move
I'm smoking on these blunts, yeah you know I got the boof
And yeah I know you, you don't know what to do
You tryna be like me but you ain't even got the view
You tryna be in my prime, You ain't got the time
Ima be at the top when you still gonna climb
You ain't making money like me, you can't even spend a dime
You can't even rap like me, you can't even fucking rhyme
I can't take another toke cus I'm way too high
You tryna run up on me, boy I wanna see you try
Then I shoot you in the head, then I get you in the thigh
Man, you gotta say goodbye
Man, you gotta say goodbye
Wasting all my time
Wasting all my time, yeah whoa whoa
Got 10 bitches on me going brazy
They going brazy
Sucking on my dick and now I'm lazy
I'm so lazy
What's her name? Think her name was Stacy

Got 10 bitches on me going brazy
Sucking on my dick and now I'm lazy
What's her name? Think her name was Stacy
Got a couple shooters shoot you like the navy
I count up blues, not like that boy wavy
Cus then I'm hopping in the stu, like bitch who are you
When I'm counting up my blues, Balenciaga on my shoes
Then I do it again, yeah bitch I do it again



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Writer(s): Patricio Artana
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