[intro]
(yeah)
[chorus]
I got them bands all white this bitch caucasian
Slapped a loaf up in my pocket all these blues can't contain it
Before the bitch get back in i need all payments
A broke bitch can't get a handshake that's why these bitches hate me
The i7 got the crystal lights in it
Beating her back in yeah she like the way i kill it
You a broke nigga so your music i don't feel it
I feel that broke energy and nigga i ain't with it
All right
[verse 2]
New beamer off of tour bitch i'm finna hit the f in it
Bitch i'm posted up on the ave with my f crip
If the boys get behind me gas it up like f it
You would never hear jancy da lohk out here telling
Almost blammed the alpha and i'm still driving reckless
It make me want to come s class with the red in it
Auto pilot in the tesla i might fuck around and rest in it
My bitch coochie good i might just fuck around and rest in it
They dissing me they better off dissing a dead nigga
'cause i done spent they block so many times that shit embarrassing
Got the fifties and the blues mixed up that shit lovely
Niggas block me on they bitches' gram 'cause they love me
You don't get no money you can never be my buddy
I done spent so many foreigns niggas saying that i'm lucky
[verse 3]
Nigga i had to get it on my own
I really do this shit i just loot and get gone
I poke up out the state might be in your granny home
Chrome heart ain't never made that why you wearing fake chrome
I don't even like chrome heart i got my glock chrome
Don't even ask me what i do lil baby i flock home
When i'm falling in i don't need no phone
I just dove in the deep end and you got floaties on
I just threw my shiesty on he had a rollie on
If that nigga move wrong then i'm dumping the pole
Bitch i'm falling for the lou with b30s on
I got cd on my feet ain't talking lanvins this dior on me
Broke niggas stay talking about money that's your homie
Bitch i'm sliding e350 with a button on it
He not brother so on the lick i tucked on it
Gucci prints all over my kicks please don't step on it
I don't really fuck with bugs i see one i do it up
The tramp nigga just got popped because he chunking up a thumb
Yeah i fell in love with spinning all i see is red rum
You been put on for a minute so why you ain't catch you one
[verse 4]
No i would never ever lack fully attached to me
I had to pop the homie up i heard a tramp was with him
He got a blower but don't use it he cappin with it
I'm all in i threw a button on the fast semi
[chorus]
I got them bands all white this bitch caucasian
Slapped a loaf up in my pocket all these blues can't contain it
Before the bitch get back in i need all payments
A broke bitch can't get a handshake that's why these bitches hate me
The i7 got the crystal lights in it
Beating her back in yeah she like the way i kill it
You a broke nigga so your music i don't feel it
I feel that broke energy and nigga i ain't with it