Lyrics
I remember tryna fit in with everybody, Smoove just be yourself, I was scared probably
All these niggas be the same, think they share bodies
She fuckin' rappers for the fame, bitch, you share bodies
I ain't done spankin' the game, get the tailbone I keep smokin' on some tree, then I go and
buy some tree set it up in the car, get the smell gone
I'm 22, minus three, wanna birkin from a G
Cause her pussy feel like, I said, hell no If my nigga in the cell, get the bail home
I been burnin' all these crops, hope my feelings never rot
I'm dividing all these thots like they cornrows
But I'm all up in her mouth like a Tic Tac, She got tired of my ways, tryna show her I'ma change I tired of these lames, need my bitch back
We did lipo on his hand, got his wrist snatched
Got to make it to the top, gotta stack it up for pops
Yeah, I been alone, yeah, I been alone, that's what made a nigga pop
Got to make it to the top, gotta stack it up for pops Yeah, I been alone, yeah, I been alone, that's what made a nigga pop
I been waitin' every day for some good news
I'm just tryna touch a milli', not a hood dude
I don't like a fake nigga cause he pullin' fake triggers
And he flexin' fake figures, there's a good few
In the end, I just want my kids with a goal I don't wanna flaw nigga tryna play the role
Why these niggas tryna bark
It get scary after dark think I shop at PetSmart way I get the bone
It's 20, I'll pop a nigga with a four-fifth, it's plenty
Booty so fat and it got no lift, a penny what you niggas pinchin' on it's so sick, I'm
empty,
I'm tryna feel love without no risk
Why you always got that look on your face, boy
Why these vibes tryna get them a taste, boy
Why you keep playin' these bitches like a game, boy
Why she tryna get the nut like a acorn
Why you worried bout a show, get deposit
I got LGBTQ in my closet too much colors, too much drip, need a faucet
She tryna play me like a toy, bet I bop it she tryna play me, it's a sign, bet I stop it
She tryna play me out my grind, bet I block it
She tryna play me out of time, bet I clock it
She tryna play me cause she fine, but she not it
Got to make it to the top, gotta stack it
Up for pops
Yeah, I been alone, yeah, I been alone, that's what made a nigga pop
Got to make it to the top, gotta stack it up for pops Yeah, I been alone, yeah, I been alone, that's what made a nigga pop
Brandon Williams
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