Loud
(Wake up, F1LTHY)
(I'm working on dying)
I call up my mom know she proud of me
With all my niggas, no casualty
Them niggas over there so sad to see
Pour me up so my cup can bleed, lil bitch
These niggas be broke then a bitch
They always just cap on the net, no they is not rich
My nigga you know what it is, I'm always gona pull up with my niggas
You know they my twins
I'm wakin up get to the bizz, I gotta make sure that I'm richer, ya
My wrist be Patek and Richard, ya
Fuck these niggas can't forgive em, ya
Shorty wet as fuck got me slippin, ya
Now she baby sittin, ya
These Prada boots heavy as fuck
They got me walkin round, look like I'm limping, ya
Hoes in and outta the spot
You wondering how many we got, livin in here
I'm pullin all up out the lot
See the lil blick you got but we don't care
My bitch so greedy with me and she don't ever wanna share
My bitch these racks up in my pocket, so you know she's always there
These bitches gon ride on my dick like a fair
I got me a Glock an that bitch it don't jam
I'm posted in LA ya, just like a ram
That ain't no play, that nigga wantin a gram
I know some niggas that came up off the scam
My wrist be holdin the water like damn
My wrist be lookin like the mufuckin ocean
Now I need a bad bitch to lay in the sand
Layed up with a bad bitch she popin the Xans
She ask why I'm like this, she don't understand
She just keep on fightin, she tryna make demands
Bitch it's because I'm the man
I'm taking off just like a rocket, don't land
They eatin up outta my hand
It's like I'm whippin shit up outta a pan
Three bitches one night, it's a grand slam
Finna turn these bitches all into fans
Finna turn these bitches up in the stands
She suck me up and it's all up on cam
She look me up now she know who I am
Niggas look up to me still on the ground
Who gon really be there for you, when nobody is around
Who gon really stick up for you, when they throw your name around town
Bitch I got the stick for you
If you didn't know, well you know now
Send that boy up in the clouds
Finna turn that boy to loud
Finna turn that boy to loud
(I'm working on dying)
I call up my mom know she proud of me
With all my niggas, no casualty
Them niggas over there so sad to see
Pour me up so my cup can bleed, lil bitch
These niggas be broke then a bitch
They always just cap on the net, no they is not rich
My nigga you know what it is, I'm always gona pull up with my niggas
You know they my twins
I'm wakin up get to the bizz, I gotta make sure that I'm richer, ya
My wrist be Patek and Richard, ya
Fuck these niggas can't forgive em, ya
Shorty wet as fuck got me slippin, ya
Now she baby sittin, ya
These Prada boots heavy as fuck
They got me walkin round, look like I'm limping, ya
Hoes in and outta the spot
You wondering how many we got, livin in here
I'm pullin all up out the lot
See the lil blick you got but we don't care
My bitch so greedy with me and she don't ever wanna share
My bitch these racks up in my pocket, so you know she's always there
These bitches gon ride on my dick like a fair
I got me a Glock an that bitch it don't jam
I'm posted in LA ya, just like a ram
That ain't no play, that nigga wantin a gram
I know some niggas that came up off the scam
My wrist be holdin the water like damn
My wrist be lookin like the mufuckin ocean
Now I need a bad bitch to lay in the sand
Layed up with a bad bitch she popin the Xans
She ask why I'm like this, she don't understand
She just keep on fightin, she tryna make demands
Bitch it's because I'm the man
I'm taking off just like a rocket, don't land
They eatin up outta my hand
It's like I'm whippin shit up outta a pan
Three bitches one night, it's a grand slam
Finna turn these bitches all into fans
Finna turn these bitches up in the stands
She suck me up and it's all up on cam
She look me up now she know who I am
Niggas look up to me still on the ground
Who gon really be there for you, when nobody is around
Who gon really stick up for you, when they throw your name around town
Bitch I got the stick for you
If you didn't know, well you know now
Send that boy up in the clouds
Finna turn that boy to loud
Finna turn that boy to loud
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Writer(s): Danny Kean
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