Local Pool

This lifestyle so fascinatin’ Every day I’m buyin’ clothes just for a fashion statement See the nigga you fuck with rap but me I actually made it He shot the club up, 2010, he still incarcerated Plus he cooperated And you better get away from all them dog hoes I be in the crib, smokin’ exotic, watchin’ Narcos Had to send a real connect, your connect is really Carstone Get head in the Benz truck, pull up, it’s like a car show And when you buyin’ a lotta person watch them barcodes I seen a nigga pull a hunnid cash from Wells Fargo It was crushed pills in my water, gotta drink the particules When I’m definitely off them drugs, I be antisocial too Ask my brother how the bag Kobe he had to coach me through I know too many niggas play with Fed made local news Play with us, I’ma put some open wounds on top of open wounds I was washin’ gun powders off from a local pool Pumpin’ gas for pocket change, just to keep a bitch My side hustle from my job, I was fightin’ piss Fresh in my arm, keep my AP on to ice my wrist You say you love me but press charges, that’s a dirty bitch I broke her spine off that moon, she said that’s perky dick You turn your head, your homie get you that’s how that money get You ever had that feelin’ that you might OD off Percocets I used to window shop DT, now I can purchase shit (Hmm) I can make no niggas love me if they ain’t disbelief You be so quick to jump at me but scared of the enemy If you gon’ rap, just make that money, don’t try to be in the streets Gotta order Uber Eats, we can’t go out to eat You had that feelin’ in your stomach, you couldn’t go home to eat He puttin’ the cover over the heater ’cause it’s too cold to sleep When you can’t run, you gotta throw the bundle I had the whole hood, geeked out, walk on Adrian Brundle The whole hood’ll turn on you quick, if you just break a promise Yeah you’s a goofy, you a lame, you green like iguanas My chopper dance for real, for real, like NLE Choppa You gotta watch out for them hoes, tryna pick your pockets This weed shit got recommended A hunnid K layin’ around, I had to invest in it They made weed legal in Illinois, you need a car to get it So many girls inside a Bundle niggas made it hard to hit it Got my bitch so bougee, after me it’s gon be hard to hit it Them lil’ boys can put in work, for all I care we got the city And we though My confession I got some head outside the Louis store And I pour a four, woah, oh-oh This money got me sayin’ “Oh, oh-oh” I’m so lit I’m like “Oh, oh-oh” My heart cold it’s like “Oh, oh, oh” This money got me sayin’ “Oh, oh-oh” I’m so lit I’m like “Oh, oh-oh” My heart cold it’s like “Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh”