Gravity

Yea
Mt dropping this month
Forsureski
We get a hundred in and we rush it
Lil baddie yea I love when she bust it
I'm in cali like I'm chilling with mustard
I was trapping now nigga be buzzing
Need a bag in nigga send me your budget
Lose a baddie now I link with her cousin
Send the addy I pull up with a dozen
I am not with all the talking and fussing

I be drippy yea I'm fly like a pilot
F.n funny yea it came out the closest
Hit the bank and I be making deposits
She a baddie yea she came with the mileage
Getting to it yea you know automatic
Spinning they block they don't really want static
Stay on ya job lil mama the baddest
Pussy good had to get her a patek
She a wetty get a buss down carti
Hit the party she pull up like a bardi
I'm in all white yea I'm feeling so godly
I'm a general I link with the army
Had that white girl yea she said I was narly
Broke her heart but I'm not telling her sorry
I'm in Vlone like I just dip from bari
Count money I be dripping on marni
Looking like goat when I spin
Tint everything that I'm in
Dreadlock under my brim
Dead opp all in my spiff
Good aim no I don't miss
Big ice all on my wrist
Codeine all in my piss
Mt all on my fit
Good gas all in my whip
Cbm stamp on that brick
Guap city tat in that bitch
Yea huh
They tried to tap in
Like a sucker
They never recovered
Yea oh
Free my doggy out the pin
Yea we coming straight from the gutter
Yea oh
Got a alert on my phone
It told me the number just doubled
Yea oh
Fuck a quarantine
Yea we be balling
Like we in the bubble
Yea oh
I'm with my brother
Yea we got that butter
That word to mother
Yea oh
I keep it humble
But now I'm ready
For a mother Fukin rumble
Yea oh
Nigga gon hate when you win
And they be laughing when you stumble
Yea oh
I be the man with the plan
Reporting live I'm in the jungle



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Writer(s): Dashawn Gadsden
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