Listen them bullets ain't make it to heaven but you will
Say what's up to your cousin lil bitch
That shit that you puttin' out ain't really do well
And she really just making me rich
Ima be chillin' the money just came in the mail
How in the fuck do we fail?
I got some people that's puttin' it straight to the bail
I put the shit on the scale
Paid shit
I don't break shit ain't no vacation I played shit
Made the bitch split what's her location we all lit
Turn the fucking building out and sell it
I don't think he really fucking get it uh
Yeah yeah
I ain't really wanna the pass the bitch
I ain't need it you could have the bitch
I ain't really wanna act straight
Like it's all straight on the passive shit
Outside on that active shit
Outside, let him drop the clip
Green light get him back bitch
Black nails like I'm that bitch
Yeah, I don't know the kid he on the pavement
I been workin' this shit out the basement
Only ever stress about the payment
Only time I'm ever losing patience
With your hands out
Like I could give a fuck about the billion plans now
Like anybody wanted you to drop what you had now
You prolly need to take a fucking minute and back out
Pussy look at who's back now, yeah
I doubt that you wanted this
Way that you been working it don't feel like you a part of this
Look who fucking got it bitch
I just take the thousand off the top of and fucking spend it bitch