Nobody Helped
Yeah
I was just right there, right by myself
Yuh, I ain't had nobody help, I had to stay with that shit on my belt
Fucking yo bitch, oh well
Sending that lil boy to hell
Pop me a X no one higher than me
I can't even fuck wit a bitch, the bitch, she gotta be flyer than me
I pop one more X, you see me I really be high as a tree
I got these bitches desiring me
Bitch why the fuck is you lying to me?
Nobody getting higher than the Z
I ain't even lying, I know I'm elite
That bitch came over, breaking in the sheets
Then I'm finna leave that lil bitch in the streets
Fuckin' that bitch, had to keep it discreet
I can't even fuck wit a hoe cheat
And I just got ricky's these bitches ain't cheap
And I had to go put the ricky my feet
Pop me a perky, then I go to sleep
Yuh, I get high, I smoke on the tree
Yuh, kick yo shit, like Rock Lee
Yuh, popping a X, till I can't see
Yuh, all this shit, is for me
Rockin' that black
Hit wit a stack
Yuh, on yo block... bout to attack
Yeah I ran it up, can't pass it back
Yeah that stick on us, we never lack
Yeah, I'll never be lacking I'm keeping my shit tucked
Riding around in a mf benz truck
I cannot love you, I just want my dick sucked
He stealing my swag, I call him a printer
I pop a bean and I call it a pinto
That bitch is stupid, I call her a bimbo
Making a play imma be in the endzone
Got me a blicky, this shit got extendo's
Got me a blicky this shit gon buss, hit that lil boy, it's the end of ya
Not gon lie I don't fuck with Durk, but I just got me a India
I had to put that lil boy in the dirt, momma was looking at me "what got into ya"
I had to put that lil boy on a shirt, I had to pop me a mf perc
I had to get me some mf work, I had to put this shit in the works
I'm finna end up just like Kurt, I'm finna end up, ouu
I'm finna end up dead, I had to lay that lil bitch in the bed
Shawty came over and gave me that head
Shawty came over and gave me that neck, neck
Damn
Yeah
I was just right there, right by myself
Yuh, I ain't had nobody help, I had to stay with that shit on my belt
Fucking yo bitch, oh well
Sending that lil boy to hell
Pop me a X no one higher than me
I can't even fuck wit a bitch, the bitch, she gotta be flyer than me
I pop one more X, you see me I really be high as a tree
I got these bitches desiring me
Bitch why the fuck is you lying to me?
Nobody getting higher than the Z
I ain't even lying, I know I'm elite
That bitch came over, breaking in the sheets
Then I'm finna leave that lil bitch in the streets
Fuckin' that bitch, had to keep it discreet
I can't even fuck wit a hoe cheat
And I just got ricky's these bitches ain't cheap
And I had to go put the ricky my feet
Pop me a perky, then I go to sleep
Yuh, I get high, I smoke on the tree
Yuh, kick yo shit, like Rock Lee
Yuh, popping a X, till I can't see
Yuh, all this shit, is for me
Rockin' that black
Hit wit a stack
Yuh, on yo block... bout to attack
Yeah I ran it up, can't pass it back
Yeah that stick on us, we never lack
Yeah, I'll never be lacking I'm keeping my shit tucked
Riding around in a mf benz truck
I cannot love you, I just want my dick sucked
He stealing my swag, I call him a printer
I pop a bean and I call it a pinto
That bitch is stupid, I call her a bimbo
Making a play imma be in the endzone
Got me a blicky, this shit got extendo's
Got me a blicky this shit gon buss, hit that lil boy, it's the end of ya
Not gon lie I don't fuck with Durk, but I just got me a India
I had to put that lil boy in the dirt, momma was looking at me "what got into ya"
I had to put that lil boy on a shirt, I had to pop me a mf perc
I had to get me some mf work, I had to put this shit in the works
I'm finna end up just like Kurt, I'm finna end up, ouu
I'm finna end up dead, I had to lay that lil bitch in the bed
Shawty came over and gave me that head
Shawty came over and gave me that neck, neck
Damn
Yeah
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