Fold Out A Lame

Im on one right now
All this drama I had thought I told you pipe down
We step in Dior we step in Dior
We came to even the score

Hey
Bitch imma fold out a lame
I don't got time to be playin
I got a whole lot that I overcame
They trynna stomp out the flame
They talk on me strange
Excuse me I forgot your name

Gucci all over my waist
Can't let em see where I'm looking so I use Givenchy to cover my face
Just know I don't need you
And also just know that that won't ever change
Put that on my closet
And put it on all of my watches and chains
Shit ain't been feeling the same
Feel like everywhere that I'm looking
Just give me more reason to work on my aim
Let's make it not what it ain't

Hey
Bitch imma fold out a lame
I don't got time to be playin
I got a whole lot that I overcame
They trynna stomp out the flame
They talk on me strange
Excuse me I forgot your name

Baby
We ain't come to play
Put that on my grave
We move just like the navy



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Writer(s): Shane Barry
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