Leaks

Oh (oh, oh)
(Ooh-ooh) (go crazy, AG)
(Ooh)

Made her f- the both of us the first day that we met her
How the h- you fallin' for her? We just flipped this h- together
How you surprised I blew Abron? My day-one, he got jealous
Lil' bro threw his life away, I pray his light gon' live with us
Had the bags in the project home, grew up around steppers
I'm the only rapper but somehow, all my - got records

Got her b- did for her, made her go up a shirt size
Ask who else I bought some t-, I sent her picture to four-five
My lil' sister had a baby, I damn near took all a Perc' 5
Not kickin' with 'em 'cause they grew up with me for real
Tired of fake dapping, you - don't f- with me for real
R.I.P. to Way Hay, how they do that to a lil' girl?
Know you used to wake up every morning hoping they kill that -
I'm goin' to heaven, 'cause when the other side die, I feel a lil' better

I wished he would've never threw that party, and he'd still be with us
Knowin' I ain't the one to pull the trigger, sometimes I still forget (still forget)
"-, lil' bro, why you trippin'? You got niggas 'round who'll kill for you"
Would you rather take they pistol? H-, you know you wrong, you 'round here f- all these -
The dawg, he just found out that his child ain't his lil' one
You know that s- - him
Tryna milk the game, my nieces and nephews, they need Similac
N- puttin' insurance on themselves all on the internet

Playin' police games, think a nigga gon' say, "- it"
H- nah, every time I see that -, I'm gonna up it
I don't respect the gangster, seen straight through you, why you lie to me?
You don't even know me, how the f- is you gon' die for me?
Shots left him on the rocks, AR sing just like PnB
Having never home, we send a - to see where they Airbnb
We slide, gotta leave your phone, we don't trust the DND

My dog died, and the expiration date on GB
I done seen k- go from Clubhouse to PC
Why didn't nobody tell me they was strict on gun laws in D.C.?
I'm on papers in Mobile, out in Florida, get me a PPV
First tape went number one, name another artist blew up off leaks?
All them n- on that case with you got time, so how you out free?
They ain't tat it on my face, look in the mirror, it remind me

Album came before a whip, before Dominique signed me
Interrogation, I know you gon' fold 'cause you cryin'
I'll never rat, picked the pencils up and Drew Findlin
Nah, "Where my lawyer at?" I don't wanna talk to you folk
One of my day-ones on that mojo, it got him doin' bad
His mindset still stuck with the young -
Livin' to buy fits, what about your jits? You livin' in the past, you trippin'

Made her f- the both of us, the first day that we met her
How the h- you fallin' for her? We just flipped this ho together
How you surprised I blew Abron? My day-one, he got jealous
Lil' bro threw his life away, I pray his light gon' leave with us
Had the bags in the project home, grew up around steppers
I'm the only rapper but somehow, all my - got records

(Ooh)
Went and got hammer switches soon as she left the porch
The only time he bustin' for nothin' is on the fourth
(On the fourth, on the fourth, on the fourth)

(Ooh)



Credits
Writer(s): Rylo Rodriguez, Anthony Gargoura
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