Trapgold
I got twenty racks on my new jeans
I got ten more in my blue jeans
I walk in then I turn up
Pimp tight liked I'm permed up
I heard broke b**hes talkin' like they rollin' like us
Man, these b**hes sound shermed up
And these b**hes be mad at us
Because these b**hes so down to f**
Claim that sh**
I can bang that sh**
f** me, f** a ten, I'mma train that b**h
I hope you ain't wife that b**h
'Cause I know a couple homies that'll pipe that b**h
Lights out
Put you in a night gown
And your b**h chose me because you walk out with
My a** sick and my drinks mixed
Say I'm sick, I say no sh**
Let a flow drip, Now its a slow sip
And all my flows is slow piff
Closed case, I'm k**in' sh**
Heard your flow, not feeling sh**
My brand right and I'm on one and these b**hes don't want none
(These b**hes don't want none)
(These b**hes don't want none)
I shine right 'cause I grind, b**h hated on mine
My heart's in it, I'm authentic, it's clear to see it's my time
I shine right 'cause I grind, b**h hated on mine
My heart's in it, I'm authentic, it's clear to see it's my time
I shine right 'cause I grind, b**h hated on mine
My heart's in it, I'm authentic, it's clear to see it's my time
I shine right 'cause I grind, b**h hated on mine
My heart's in it, I'm authentic, it's clear to see it's my time