Believverrs

They murk you convert you to merch have yo momma wearin yo They murk you convert you to merch have yo momma wearin yo They murk you convert you to merch have yo momma wearin yo They murk you convert you to merch have yo momma wearin yo shirt (Yeah) I told her she hot she gave me a fever The X out of stock I wait for the re-up Know I'm finna pop I make em believerrs They tellin me drop they peepin the work (Uh huh) Bitch I'm a saint I don't go to church I still pray I double my worth niggas love hate and the devil at work (Uh huh yeah) Through my struggle I learned shit can only get worse you gotta do your own dirt Won't nobody put you in first place (Uh yeah) Brush off the dirt (Yea yeah) Bitch Imma dime my lil lady a flirt Niggas on that time niggas hate you in first And you shine off your own shit they murk you convert you to merch Have yo momma wearin yo shirt and all of yo kin depressed I-I felt to young to be stressed So i turned to sippin the tech and honestly bitch I'm too blessed Cause I woke up before I could wreck I woke up and came back correct I woke up and I wasn't dead (Uh uh yeah ha) And honestly shit was so fast paced everyday losin my mind Got me a vibe wit a nice face everyday she gettin finer And I wasn't even her type shit my shit been goin bananas lately And really I don't gotta write shit I told her she hot she gave me a fever The X out of stock I wait for the re-up Know I'm finna pop I make em believerrs They tellin me drop they peepin the work (Uh huh) Bitch I'm a saint I don't go to church I still pray I double my worth, niggas love hate and the devil at work (Uh huh yeah) Through my struggle I learned shit can only get worse You gotta do your own dirt won't nobody put you in first place (Uh yeah) (Bitch I'm a dime my lil lady a flirt Niggas hate you in first and you shine off yo own shit They murk you convert you to merch have you momma wearin yo shirt)