Trippin on back from the last say summer
Never tell a pack that I never stay runnin
Sippin on facts, damn know I got stacksIn the lab takin bitches straight for another cat
Lace shit when I never had shit
Bitch move, make your motherfuckin head split
Cost to the lost never really gon pay shit
Tell me ain′t really gon chase it
Dreams to the play, no fake
Hands to the way, niggas know I ain't play
Fast to the brake when I switch all day
Stans when I press to the dam all day
Stickin up signs, read "Never mind me"
Point to the ground, stake down to the V
Stay, please stay, bitch you got no key
Never take a seat, bitch you never gon see (gon see)
Stack on bags and the gas for the weak
Stack on bags and the gas for the weak
Stack on bags and the gas for the weak
Bags and the gas for the weak
Takin my life, thinkin it′s right
Switch in the midst and the point to the type
Watchin my thoughts in the back of my mind
Tellin that I know for fact that they mine
Watch me, I'm solo
I walk with your photo
Take money from the locked door
Bitch move back, what you came for
Swingin down the waterway, take a dip in the plache
I come with the landscape, I run with the wrong day
Tell me, bitch, that I wait outside
Tell me shit that I never hide
Thinkin down with no side-to-side
Break down with no shit to try
