Lames
Disappear on you lames
I'm boutta go dummy I'm boutta go stupid
I'm poppin' on niggas like veins
I do what I want and you do what you can, 50k for the chain
Me and you we are not in the same game
Only thing we chasing is a check
I'm done being patience wana know what's next
Overthinking when I did my best, This is the saga not over yet
Life's like art like a van Gogh, and I made it out they like oh no
On a couple percs but I need more
You niggas bored do you need chores?
Don't need the apps I want full course
If I don't got it then import
I was thinking back, Back when we wasted time
I can't get it back, But for you I don't mind
Wheres the celling at?
Drop the top and we ride I'm on prescription packs
Take two back I feel fine
Ohh
I pop out at shows and I'm doing the most
Pass me the rock I Mo Bamba on hoes
Pour me some red we having a toast
Niggas be burnt out they looking like toast
I'm my own doctor I double the dose
Shit that you heard is a cap and a hoax
Steady evolving apart of my growth
Fendi my shoes Bottega my coat
I've been poppin' my shit wana rock now
Shawty too lit needa pipe down
Rocking Givenchy my shooters stay with me
Aim for his head but we shot at his kidneys
I don't know bro and that boy ain't my twizzy
I fuck on her why she act like she with me
I was thinking back, Back when we wasted time
I can't get it back, But for you I don't mind
Wheres the celling at?
Drop the top and we ride I'm on prescription packs
Take two back I feel fine
I'm boutta go dummy I'm boutta go stupid
I'm poppin' on niggas like veins
I do what I want and you do what you can, 50k for the chain
Me and you we are not in the same game
Only thing we chasing is a check
I'm done being patience wana know what's next
Overthinking when I did my best, This is the saga not over yet
Life's like art like a van Gogh, and I made it out they like oh no
On a couple percs but I need more
You niggas bored do you need chores?
Don't need the apps I want full course
If I don't got it then import
I was thinking back, Back when we wasted time
I can't get it back, But for you I don't mind
Wheres the celling at?
Drop the top and we ride I'm on prescription packs
Take two back I feel fine
Ohh
I pop out at shows and I'm doing the most
Pass me the rock I Mo Bamba on hoes
Pour me some red we having a toast
Niggas be burnt out they looking like toast
I'm my own doctor I double the dose
Shit that you heard is a cap and a hoax
Steady evolving apart of my growth
Fendi my shoes Bottega my coat
I've been poppin' my shit wana rock now
Shawty too lit needa pipe down
Rocking Givenchy my shooters stay with me
Aim for his head but we shot at his kidneys
I don't know bro and that boy ain't my twizzy
I fuck on her why she act like she with me
I was thinking back, Back when we wasted time
I can't get it back, But for you I don't mind
Wheres the celling at?
Drop the top and we ride I'm on prescription packs
Take two back I feel fine
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Leonard, Evan Gibson
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