Intro

Bust out collected, we walk out respected Ain't hiding from shit who gon' tuck in they necklace Think that he up cause he talking a lil reckless A man with some money that's her type of fetish Bitch come outside and come hang with the fellas I pop my shit ain't gon' care what you tell us Its Chevy or Tesla, might need an umbrella Cause Houston'll wet ya (like us) How many grams can I fit in this blunt Need another me to go do that stunt Already told you I do what I want, what you make in a month I make that in a day Yeah yo hand out but you still in the way, he ain't making no money ain't making no plays Said he got motion but running in place Just fucked on his bitch ain't even go on date This a new car, they ain't running the plates Said they won't smoke why they running away I just smoked and ain't eat bitch I can't feel my face If she don't pick up I don't go and chase All my bitches got the best taste Finally got a dub all the risk that I take I got shrimp and lobster and steak on my plate F*ck if they like me they know that I'm paid (Yall keep on wishing) I'ma go hard like the belly of the beast Dirty my cup but I don't have a crease Bitch if I die I ain't going out cheap The valet a pull up speed to speak How much have you made this week Boy you still ain't get no sleep Talk my shit, my soul to keep Park too close but the doors go up Pull out some money in front of snow bunnies The baddest out here cause they all show up The south is the place where we all loaded I do what it take, you do what you can Got this my dolo , bitch put up your hand I was the one that go stick to the plan Straight to the dealer, bitch what middle man Take molly, she getting excited, I'm touching her body she lit at the party, she look like a Barbie, I look like Jeff Hardy Bitch I am music, I feel like I'm Carti