BEMYOWNMAN

When we was in class y'all just laughed at my ass Went got a bag bitch don't stick out your hand Got off my ass had to be my own now these bands in my pants And you sad now I'm glad Popping these tags ain't no bitch in my bag Coupe kind of fast so the pedal I smash Racks come in fast do the dash like I'm flash Had to be my own man so I went and did that Can't come in last so I got off my ass what bout you Had to go work like a class in my roots Remember when we was in class and y'all hated my ass now I'm bro the f*ck happened to you You see the diamonds they shine like the roof Of double r you can't get in this coupe This a society we ain't no group City get fiery call up the troops You said you know us you not from this side Not do or die if I shoot you gone ride No time to hide in that coupe shoot that fire I hate the feeling seeing momma cry I hate the fact these niggas gotta die I hate the fact these niggas gotta lie F*ck up the city my boys Finna ride F*ck up the city my boys Finna tide I'm with my bitch we like Bonnie and Clyde I keep a tech my baby keep a nine Straight from the dead I feel like Frankenstein Straight your ass up if you get out of line This Beamer truck fast get your ass left behind Shoot this shit up I turn it columbine You ain't on shit little bitch you just fine Nigga don't give up it just ain't your time Remember some times that I ain't have a dime Now like chief keef Imma glow imma shine Bang bang with this chop if you try to take mine Can't hang with the gang so don't call me your slime Same thing go for you if my back you behind I ain't did shit so don't frame me for crimes My diamonds be water this shit alkaline These niggas joke I call it asinine I'm rocking the jeans with the four plus the five And if you play you get hit with this nine So you know by these little rules I don't abide Her pussy wet remind me of a ride So you know when she call me up Imma slide When we was in class y'all just laughed at my ass Went got a bag bitch don't stick out your hand Got off my ass had to be my own now these bands in my pants And you sad now I'm glad Popping these tags ain't no bitch in my bag Coupe kind of fast so the pedal I smash Racks come in fast do the dash like I'm flash Had to be my own man so I went and did that Bitch I ran up these bands so I can't rock no vans I might cop me a drac and blow it ain't your mans I got these bands and I stuffed in my pants like Rick Ross I don't bop I just do money dance I fly to france ended up in japan Your bitch a thot she in love with my stance She want love but I can't give her a chance My chain is blinding just take you a glance My chain is blinding just take you a glance But keep your bitch away I might put her in trans I'm getting rich you think I signed a deal But I won't go for that no this not no advance I bought it cash I ain't have to finance I beat her back like she dirty dian I rock all black I feel like Marilyn mans Don't rock Amiri dior be the pants Don't rock Amiri dior be the pants and dior be the shoes Yeah these b twenty three I got a tec and I shoot at your Cartier lens hit your eye now I know you can't see I got a check so I don't sip no Belvedere vodka You know I crack seal on the lean I'm shooting shit yeah I feel like Kareem I'm getting racks no this is not a scheme