A.I. (Radio Edit)

I cant be no bum a nigga had to turn up get his drip up She came over gave me sloppy when she left she had a hiccup Iso Zah gone drop that fye and hold it down but baby its up And i cant be fake so if she lame then i aint bouta kiss up Know im swervin in that coupe but watch my name its bouta pickup Im a loyal nigga so my niggas know that i wont switch up Ima cop a Jacob when I get the time to get my wrist up If you real and know you real then rap this shit and hold ya fist up Rappin to get to the bread Slid in the DMs no sled Hungry so much on my plate Rich nigga its my fate Ima turn up in the A Then ima ballout like I Got it i dont know why Blessings look up to the sky New sauce when i drop Big boss say im not Still cant cuff no thot Still wont give her top They gone ask me why Bitch cause im that guy Plug got new supply Smokin runts got high Im confident not shy And stacking bread Just like its rye I got her hair up in a tie then split her legs like apple pie She gone probably lie And say she aint a hoe Iso Zah aint trippin Cause thats just how it go I cant be no bum a nigga had to turn up get his drip up She came over gave me sloppy when she left she had a hiccup Iso Zah gone drop that fye and hold it down but baby its up And i cant be fake so if she lame then i aint bouta kiss up Know im swervin in that coupe but watch my name its bouta pickup Im a loyal nigga so my niggas know that i wont switch up Ima cop a Jacob when I get the time to get my wrist up If you real and know you real then rap this shit and hold ya fist up Iso