Dividends

I done took so many L's I'm tryna win again God I know you hate I'm doing wrong But imma sin again If them niggas out there on that block Then we gone spin again Bitch you tryna test it Imma dot 'em imma fill 'em in They ask me I don't know what happen You gotta fill me in I know she want me she molest me She be tryna to feel the kid Aye lil bitch quit tryna hoe me Shit get real about them dividends Aye lil bitch I'm bout to blow you At yo top just like a ceiling fan You get loyalty and trust At least I think that's how it's supposed be I cant trust no bitch cause she gone switch If he got more than me Change yo mind re think it If you thinking about hoeing me Draco kick it flip his whip No 808s but you feel the beat I gave you so much loyalty I know you mean much more to me I ain't get no love I ain't get no trust I know where they sleep so we creep and go wake 'em up I know where they snooze push this button don't be alarmed I love all my bruddas consistently show 'em love We know what it's like when it's water thicker than blood You look so exotic yo body give me a buzz You know that we toxic You hate it that we in love You hate it that we in love You know that we toxic You hate it that we in Love I done took so many L's I'm tryna win again God I know you hate I'm doing wrong But imma sin again If them niggas out there on that block Then we gone spin again Bitch you tryna test it Imma dot 'em imma fill 'em in They ask me I don't know what happen You gotta fill me in I know she want me she molest me She be tryna to feel the kid Aye lil bitch quit tryna hoe me Shit get real about them dividends Aye lil bitch I'm bout to blow you At yo top just like a ceiling fan You gone come around me just to leach Lil nigga I cant go for that Bitch had broke my heart hurt me deep I just got over dat Jacking that he street Boy you big pussy you a thunder cat Bout dat dollar gave 'em 50 Only got a quarter back We gone spin spin We gone spin spin catch a homi Call 'em Ben 10 when he spin spin That's a body Jit like top ten with dat mop stick He be dropping Big brudda pop shit imma drop shit Then we outtie Lil baby played And I don't know why She give me bad vibes Cant feel my face when I get too high It stop me from crying I'm on yo ass if I get to mad Bitch don't make me flash Quit tryna hoe me bitch don't do dat You already knew dat Big brudda Tezzy got the clearest clip That extended mag And he gone put me up on game I know that he got my back I know this shit won't be the same And I cant ever go back Cause We gone spin spin Spin spin I done took so many L's I'm tryna win again God I know you hate I'm doing wrong But imma sin again If them niggas out there on that block Then we gone spin again Bitch you tryna test it Imma dot 'em imma fill 'em in They ask me I don't know what happen You gotta fill me in I know she want me she molest me She be tryna to feel the kid Aye lil bitch quit tryna hoe me Shit get real about them dividends Aye lil bitch I'm bout to blow you At yo top just like a ceiling fan