| They wanna see me down and out, but I’m on a paper route |
| She want me to stay inside the house, but the trap needs me now |
| Talk on my name for clout, I’ll guarantee you’ll see clouds |
| Them days we were stuck in a drought, now well never go without |
| They wanna see me down and out, but I’m on a paper route |
| She want me to stay inside the house, but the trap needs me now |
| Talk on my name for clout, I’ll guarantee you’ll see clouds |
| Them days we were stuck in a drought, now well never go without |
| My girl thinks I’m out here cheating |
| The fiends need me to keep eating |
| I couldn’t care less about sleeping |
| 3 a.m. and this still beeping |
| I crack it open, it’s reeking |
| Quick tester and they can’t stop speaking |
| Sports Mode Plus and I can’t stop speeding |
| I remember them days when council was needed |
| While the opps tryna get even |
| We pop bottles in the evening |
| Designer print when we’re sleepin |
| She ride like a Stallion, no Megan |
| I got the Tommy and I shoot like Egan |
| Them bad girls right there, they’re decent |
| When a girl sees me I know shes geezin' |
| I got two fangs you see them freezin' |
| I got two thangs they ready for a threesome |
| They don’t wanna see me at war, they don’t wanna see me at all |
| They want me cuffed by the law, I still got trust in the Lord |
| And I’m still up in the store, I still pop smoke at Dior |
| And I’m still up in the store, I still pop smoke at Dior |
| They wanna see me down and out, but I’m on a paper route |
| She want me to stay inside the house, but the trap needs me now |
| Talk on my name for clout, I’ll guarantee you’ll see clouds |
| Them days we were stuck in a drought, now well never go without |
| See, I couldn’t care less if they like me, I do one show and it sets me up |
| nicely |
| You can’t buy our trust, that’s pricey, so we don’t leave any mess to tidy |
| My canines look real icy, my Merc' is looking real shiny |
| Just got a blue tick, but that don’t mean shit, I was cert in my Air Max 90's |
| Try me, they already know where to find me |
| Mum still praying for me nightly |
| How many rivers did she have to cry me? |
| I made six figures, no signing |
| Now these labels wanna try sign me |
| I got opps that wanna find me |
| But I got real drillers beside me (Brrt, pop, pop, pop) |
| They don’t wanna see me at war, they don’t wanna see me at all |
| They want me cuffed by the law, I still got trust in the lord |
| And I’m still up in the store, I still pop smoke at Dior |
| And I’m still up in the store, I still pop smoke at Dior |
| They wanna see me down and out, but I’m on a paper route |
| She want me to stay inside the house, but the trap needs me now |
| Talk on my name for clout, I’ll guarantee you’ll see clouds |
| Them days we were stuck in a drought, now well never go without |
| They wanna see me down and out, but I’m on a paper route |
| She want me to stay inside the house, but the trap needs me now |
| Talk on my name for clout, I’ll guarantee you’ll see clouds |
| Them days we were stuck in a drought, now well never go without |
| Haha |
| Tell 'em I’m doin' eetswa |
| Six to the seven |
| Yeah |
| Yeah, gang |