Follie (feat. Leeky Jack)

I gotta vibe on this shit We in New York right now, it's 3 o'clock Yeah, Uh ya bitch, know that I'm the shit Talked to Broski, he told me, stop thinkin' Bro, you already lit Know I got this suit from Dev Broski blessed me with the drip This shit Follie, it got flare bottoms Forces with the fit My boy Mobile with a duffel bag and everything legit I seen this shit through my third eye, they thought I gave it quits Took a break, not forcin' shit If it's meant to be, I'll let it be I ain't talkin' bout no hits I don't know about no drills I'm out in New York poppin' shit Broski popped so many pills He with the planes, tryin' fly and shit I'm with my bitch and my bitch be fly as shit Made a promise to myself, I promise I won't lie again I'm too high talkin' to God, I pray I won't get high again Changed my mind, now I'm tellin' him about my tolerance I don't tolerate these niggas, who the f*ck allowin' this Take the trash out cause it's full, ain't do it for allowances I was brought up different Walk outside this crib, it's violence Know it'd be nice that when I die, they play some violins Bitch, I'm from the trenches, how the f*ck you think I'm locked in Oh, you know the guys, f*ck you think that mean we tied in Bitch, I'm ballin' like I'm Mike, LSU been top ten Every time I get up on the beat, you know that shit get murdered They be talkin' only bout, you know that shit they heard of I'm out Houston drinkin' champagne, eatin' Bun B burgers Bro wreck the Tesla, no self-drivin', my boy in lane swervin uh yeah You better find your purpose, uh Niggas out here crashin' out, repeatin' they ain't learnin', uh, yeah, uh I was out there every late night servin', uh Me and Brooski goin' half, re uping ' up on Sherbert I just f*ck his bitch, then I went and f*ck his sister too Nigga, you a bitch, you a pussy, I ain't feelin' you I just got some glizzies, out in Philly they identical If I call up Jock, he gone attack , that nigga killin' you I be smokin' puffs, this shit is packed, it taste like cereal And if I call up K, you be a stain, that be the end of you I woke up today and got my check up like a physical I don't got the knock you, gettin' decked up, it get physical Like, I cannot cuff me a bitch, cause these lil' bitches be boring I beat the pussy up, leave in the mornin', f*ck it, that's just how I be when I'm touring Like, I just be buggin' And shit, like, run up on me and I'm scoring How you gon' run when them bullets is pouring That lil' nigga ain't seen the mornin