Wishes

'Member used to call me late night on the phone
Now that money calling', bitch I love that tone
Never lackin' used to trappin' and my youngins never fold
Got yo bitch right in my pocket and she begging me for more
Money stacking to the ceiling, cuz I did this on my own
Swear to God I love this feeling Gucci on me head to toe
Granting wishes like a genie but you only get one more
VV's round my body while I'm smoking on this dro'

Trappin' out the E
I been on the grind so much can't even get no sleep
The way that I been living' I see demons in my dreams
Swerve off in the foreign while I'm clutching' on my heat
Man, her body like an angel but a devil in them sheets
The way she throw it back, her booty clapping to the beat
This shawty look exotic, spin her around and hit repeat
Ex bitch tried to do me dirty, hit it once and then I leave

Got to keep it bout' a hundred never thought I'd ever leave her
Had to buss my Bessel down put it inna freezer
Cuz once I find myself, best believe that I won't need her
Inna couple years you'll see me speeding in a beamer

'Member used to call me late night on the phone
Now that money calling', bitch I love that tone
Never lackin' used to trapping' and my youngins never fold
Got yo bitch right in my pocket and she begging me for more
Money stacking to the ceiling, cuz I did this on my own
Swear to God I love this feeling Gucci on me head to toe
Granting wishes like a genie but you only get one more
VV's round my body while I'm smoking on this dro'

I been chasing' money that's why I don't need nobody
Trappin' on the daily, so I gotta keep it on me
Beat that pussy up, throw sum hundreds while she on it
This choppa got a scope, like Ralph Lauren not a Tommy
I'm fucking with this hoe, all she do is give me sloppy
I can't wife that hoe she got way too many bodies
Gon' make it to the top ain't no limits boutta stop me
If you want sum smoke then the 4 is where you'll find me

Conceal the Smith and Wessen cuz I'm on now
Two doors, I'm in my lane, cuz I'm better on my own now
That uzi let it sing aint no time for fucking drama
Two cups for that drank, It be helping with the trauma

This Draco got a kickback but I'm fucking with a tec
Check the dash it said 200 do the dash with no regrets
Said, Lil 40 swerving stupid we was speeding like a jet
On my way to stardom, model bitches asking me for sex
Cuz they flex
All my youngin's flex
Chrome hearts all on my body cuz my youngin's always flex
You was with me at my lowest just imagine at my best
Imma make it for my momma only girl that never left

Got to keep it bout' a hundred never thought I'd ever leave her
Had to buss my Bessel down put it inna freezer
Cuz once I find myself, best believe that I won't need her
Inna couple years you'll see me speeding in a beamer



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Writer(s): Julian Montoya
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