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Call the trap Long John Silvers, I been cooking fish scale
Niggas tryna infiltrate the gang, just to get a little intel
My young nigga, chain gang, still making plays while he in the cell
I could call a play, right now, no huddle like the NFL
She think I'm somewhere depressed
I just got another check
Miss me with that broke shit
Bought my mom two Louis Vuitton's
Cut you off, I'm moving on
Ain't back and forth with nan bitch
Talking bout, get your hair fixed
Can't even do that on your own
I can't stop from going in, like Rich Homie Quan
If you feel some type of way, you the only one
It don't matter bout the time of day, imma have it on
You can watch my life like TV, with no reruns
They say I need a strait jack, cause I'm going crazy
Pull up in a Maybach, big body Mercedes
If you say you love me, don't act like you ain't say that
Don't want you to judge me, I'm faded like a wave cap
We can take a tour and go exploring on the map
Know I'm very important, I get chartered with the strap
Fish tail, whipping out the lot
I got fish scales, whipping in my pot
Call the trap Long John Silvers, I been cooking fish scale
Niggas tryna infiltrate the gang, just to get a little intel
My young nigga, chain gang, still making plays while he in the cell
I could call a play, right now, no huddle like the NFL
She think I'm somewhere depressed
I just got another check
Miss me with that broke shit
Bought my mom two Louis Vuitton's
Cut you off, I'm moving on
Ain't back and forth with nan bitch
Talking bout, get your hair fixed
Can't even do that on your own
Ahh meet you at the Marriott
Told lil mama we gone order carry-out
Shawty say she model on the runway, but she say I'm very fly
Smoking on the real runte, this strain gave me red eyes
Shawty say she bored, so I made her board a red-eye
She know imma fly her out, I find out that head fire
Wasn't no layover, shawty came in straight shot
When she came over, I had gave her straight shots
Backshots, and I gave her face shots
Shawty thought she staying, ain't no way your uber outside
Ain't no way I'm playing, I been staying on my suit & tie
Right hand got a itch, for that cash, just like poison ivy
Came up out the trench trapping bags, turned it to a hobby
Call the trap Long John Silvers, I been cooking fish scale
Niggas tryna infiltrate the gang, just to get a little intel
My young nigga, chain gang, still making plays while he in the cell
I could call a play, right now, no huddle like the NFL
She think I'm somewhere depressed
I just got another check
Miss me with that broke shit
Bought my mom two Louis Vuitton's
Cut you off, I'm moving on
Ain't back and forth with nan bitch
Talking bout, get your hair fixed
Can't even do that on your own