YOU SAY (feat. SACEDOITBETTA)

All of my homies we doin bad shit I don't need bunnies I got ratchets Diamonds on diamonds I'm finna stash it I don't got time for your wack shit All of my homies we doin bad shit I don't need bunnies I got ratchets Diamonds on diamonds I'm finna stash it I don't got time for your wack shit I fucked around in the streets Trading in my time Goals for life to be a G Who would've thot Its something that I choose to leave We could've started something great But lost to Greed Now I'm running shit Don't need no help You ain't the key Money coming first But this ain't C.R.E.A.M. Im from the West But I got bitches in the East Im not depressed Im just tryna get some sleep Reaper coming for me Tell that bitch she gon wait Pedal to the metal Like that bitch ain't gon break I don't need approval That some shit I won't chase Only bricks you touch Are the shots you can't make You claim the block I say fake You taking shots I take fades You need hope I got game Fucking wit a real one Baby I can't change All of my homies we doin bad shit I don't need bunnies I got ratchets Diamonds on diamonds I'm finna stash it I don't got time for your wack shit Now I'm chilling with the homies Better roll up the weed The only things that I love Is that pussy and greed I got homies on deck Everything that you need I'm fucking all these bitches raw Ya they all got my seed But aye But f*ck it Swerving in the bucket 30 On my waist Ya you know I gotta tuck it Did McDonalds baby Ya I know you gonna love it Make the bed shake They asking what the fucks the ruckus Make it bus just like the metro Gave her good dick Ya I'm fucking up her mental 22 Revolver cocked it back to your dental Crashed the Ferrari bitch Sike bitch it was the rental All I ever liked was spending the cash I'm getting road top baby While I'm six on the dash But aye But guess what gotta do the dash I'm fucking on your baby mommas ass