This cup ’bout dirty as the fuck boy
I don’t sip no liquor
And I get caught up stunting in real life
I don’t take no pictures
Watch niggas drag their feet with me
And for them they’re moving quicker
You say that’s you dawg
When you come up
You better take ’em with you
Can’t trust. Niggas ain’t official
My bad
Start shit you can’t finish
Quickest way to get you bypassed
Make these hoes remember
I don’t need a bitch that I had
Maybach truck. It’s tinted
Pockets heavy
Feel like some thigh pads
I’m up, nigga
I’m tryna hit
Niggas ain’t no shit
Today I might make fifty
Hoes be thinking they’re slick
So, when it come to them I’m picky
You can’t be my bitch
You went chose up
I ain’t picking up
No ring. My wrist glisten up
Bro won’t take that risk with us
Type to take a hundred fifty thou’
To the team and tell ’em, “Listen up
Let’s split it up!”
I do this for them
But put me first
‘Cause that’s how we gon’ make it
When pops was in that pen
Prayed he came through
But I wasn’t fucking waiting
I made myself a man
Before that duffle bag got filled with paper
Hundred bands and a million later
I still feel that same way
Our riding ’round through my ‘hood
You know I’m good
I ain’t change place
Show you how to get business understood
This that may way
This cup ’bout dirty as the fuck boy
I don’t sip no liquor
And I get caught up stunting in real life
I don’t take no pictures
Watch niggas drag their feet with me
And for them they’re moving quicker
You say that’s you dawg
When you come up
You better take ’em with you
Can’t trust. Niggas ain’t official
My bad
Start shit you can’t finish
Quickest way to get you bypassed
Make these hoes remember
I don’t need a bitch that I had
Maybach truck. It’s tinted
Pockets heavy
Feel like some thigh pads
I’m up, nigga