Jealous

I got them boys mad at me I got them boys jealous I might get crazy if I don't take my meds yeah She f*ck me she suck me lucky I put her to bed yeah I'm crazy I'm grimey I might jus shoot the feds up I'm stacking the money I make the rubber band pop U hating and faking and that's what got ya man shot I don't got a pot, I'm swiping this card till it lock Weather u like it or not I'm serving feens I won't get knocked yeah I hit the trap (yeah I) I got them racks (yeah I) I can not lack (yeah I) I won't go back (yeah I) I take a nap Right after I hit from the back You know that I'm having them packs I spend it and make it right back, Yeah I I hit the trap (yeah I) I got them racks (yeah I) I won't go back (yeah I) I can not lack (yeah I) I take a nap Right after I hit from the back You know that I'm having them packs I spend it and make it right back (yeah I) Hey I'm nao if you ain't heard of me If I go broke I might do a burglary I been thru shit my heart need some surgery I came up quick bitch I move with urgency This gun not a prop I just might crop ya top Lil nigga u making me hot U sad and u broke like ya pops Yeah I got Chanel watch I got McQueen socks Ya bitch be loving my cock Like after I nut she won't stop I'm making my way to the top And them boys I praying drop I make the club rock Bitch I'm the plug cop I'm calling slugs shots I smile in the mug shot I smile at the judge yeah Cus only god can judge ya Got lsd by the sheet That bitch jus happy I breathe She tattoo the gang on her sleeve Lil nao bitch what I bleed I take a tab and I keet Lil shawty back up let me breath Him what u want I'm what u need I'm drinking lean I'm doing my thing Living the dream Bravado jeans Vintage supreme Plz don't compare it's not the same In love with the cream Bad bitch do the tag team I married the game Then I went and pawned the ring I got them boys mad at me I got them boys jealous I might get crazy if I don't take my meds yeah She f*ck me she suck me lucky I put her to bed yeah I'm crazy I'm grimey I might jus shoot the feds up I'm stacking the money I make the rubber band pop U hating and faking and that's what got ya man shot I don't got a pot, I'm swiping this card till it lock Whether u like it or not I'm serving feens I won't get knocked yeah I hit the trap (yeah I) I got them racks (yeah I) I can not lack (yeah I) I won't go back (yeah I) I take a nap Right after I hit from the back You know that I'm having them packs I spend it and make it right back (yeah I) I hit the trap (yeah I) I got them racks (yeah I) I won't go back (yeah I) I can not lack (yeah I) I take a nap Right after I hit from the back You know that I'm having them packs I spend it and make it right back (yeah I)