She came to fuck, it was picture perfect

Different person when she texting, guess her heart was hurting

She need attention I’m guessing I didn’t get the message

She told me “Bae, I know you miss me, why you still pretending?”

Louie loafers, Fendi, and different colors matching

She leave her house like she winning a fucking beauty pageant

And when she older, she told me she wanted to be an actress

Keep that spray in that condo in case a nigga actin’

She got some issues she told me her daddy beat her 50

And she tried to do stripping but I guess it wasn’t fittin’

Now she fucks with these fuckers, she just want the dollar bills

Fuck it when this shit is real, bitch you know it’s real

Yeah, never caught them to save a ten

Never be inside a court like it’s a fucking journey

Damn, call Diamond, Downy and cough up

20 and that Henny in case a nigga could Chapo

They like Similac and milk in that baby bottle

Bumpin’ that Metro Boomin say “fuck it” just let the shots roll

Fuck it just let the shots roll

Momma wouldn’t stand that baby going to jail

Momma always wanted her baby going to Yale

40 in that fanny she hit me straight for ya tail

She don’t need a tutor for paying the baby bail

Yeah, why selling the MacBook

Better tuck his chain if the nigga don’t want his neck took

And for all my niggas who chilling who have my back bruh

Sitting with that fanny just waiting for you to act up

Fuck it just let the shots roll

Tired of these bitches and nigga do want the top though

Catch a nigga slipping and nigga it ain’t even my dough

Nigga talking funny, said “fuck it” just left his jaw broke

Case it, I law and order

Tell you a nigga like you never fuck with my daughter

Nino on the Yachty, [?]

Homie fuck the rapping, we pulling up with the shotty

Yeah, aye rock like Biggie and Pac did

Tell you what that Nina with Rio, Bria in Bel-Air

Always miss my uncle, a gamble just like casinos

Lately I been chilling, I been chilling, I hit up my nigga Chino


Fuck it just let the shots roll

Looking like Khalifa and Yeezy mixed with a Pac, oh

“Who you favorite artist?” I tell these niggas “I don’t know.”

Bitch you love my music so where the pussy and guapo

Could it be the way that I’ll catch up