TRANK

Bitch I'm all about the bucks that's why I f*ck with Tampa Bay Buddy down bad on his luck, blew his last on a parlay I wouldn't know nothing about it, I just copped a new estate With my shawty in the whip bumpin' Sorry I was Late Take a look inside my closet pussy, all I rock is dead stock Flooded out her choker damn near got her in a headlock He must think he hard on his live flexin' red dots Pat Benatar nigga, hit me with your best shot Huh I'm your favorite's favorite I'm your bitches daddy Plug got different flavors Told 'em send the addy I'm on ten The way I step know your bitch wish she had me Got her singin' notes that might win this lil bitch a Grammy Rollin' pressure this some trank Damn near live inside the bank Did this shit my way Now I money spread with all the franks Huh You get me Give a f*ck if they accept me Still the one that you look up to It's a blessing if you met me Fifty thousand on my neck You could bet I'm feelin' sexy Bitches piss me off And rappers do the same I'm from the Lone Star where we all strapped Ion know 'bout tuckin' chains We been slidin' in the rain What I spent on my lil grill I could've bought a bigger Range Bitch don't call me no lil twin 'cause we ain't never been the same I been ducked off Zoned out This za done got me throwed Bitch I been him The big dawg So f*ck who you call goat Bitch I'm all about the bucks that's why I f*ck with Tampa Bay Buddy down bad on his luck, blew his last on a parlay I wouldn't know nothing about it, I just copped a new estate With my shawty in the whip bumpin' Sorry I was Late Take a look inside my closet pussy, all I rock is dead stock Flooded out her choker damn near got her in a headlock He must think he hard on his live flexin' red dots Pat Benatar nigga, hit me with your best shot Huh Bitch can't dress or rap Ion know how he poppin' Worried bout what I'm doin' Better go log off, clock in Go nowhere without my gang I gotta bring the whole block in Locked in with the smokers dawg It's top shelf when I walk in Shit Ion love you more than my blick Ion love you more than my pape Lost my heart but doin' great Lost my dawg and it's still pain Head up high it'll be okay I get high make hits all day Still get fly the white tee way Huh Seen the weather changin' Like my heart it's gettin' colder Bae my motion crazy I'm the one she can't get over First time I smoked pressure Told myself ain't stayin' sober Put my bitch in all designer Ain't no Fashion Nova Lames want beef ion got time She a lil leech had to stop sign All my ops get chalk-lined Told my dawg we all shine Bae suck it slow don't rush I'm smokin' za to dust This Glock on me a must It's only me I trust