Washed

We packin' diamond pistols

Only pipe on my girl, yeah, I'm loyal (facts)
She bust, I trust
I'ma drop a money bean on my lip and some soil (skrt, skrt)
No fuss, no fucks
Yeah, we fucked around and popped off (yeah)
She was there when my card got blocked (got blocked)
Now I'm out here doing too much (too much)
Still going even though I'm fucking washed (fucking washed, bitch)

I'ma big dog, bankroll, backlogged
Whenever I speak, it's a Tarantino epilogue (uh)
Yeah, your girl want my analogue
Guapanese I'm fluent, yeah, you wanna try and dialogue?
Well, she know I'm fast like some software
Fold like a lawnchair, had to use my bone-air (damn)
Feel like a boss, like I'm Dom Pérignon
I'ma pop that bottle 'cause my money finally long

And when I used to take her on dates (yep)
No cocktails and a couple of small plates (ah)
Chilli's down the block, is where we sittin' at
And, baby, get your wallet 'cause we splittin' that (duh)
But thank God she stayed
She been fucking with the boy since before I got paid (yeah)
I used to have roommates (gross)
There was nothing in the fridge except a jar of mayonnaise (yum)

And now I sit back and think about the times when my dirty bathroom would stink
But she used it anyway, 'cause she had the instinct
So I came up and I bought some nice his and hers sinks

Only pipe on my girl, yeah, I'm loyal (facts)
She bust, I trust
I'ma drop a money bean on my lip and some soil (skrt, skrt)
No fuss, no fucks
Yeah, we fucked around and popped off (yeah)
She was there when my card got blocked (got blocked)
Now I'm out here doing too much (too much)
Still going even though I'm fucking washed, uh (fucking washed, bitch)

My girl been down since dark bedsheets
Fucked so much bed looking like a dirty chalkboard
One time I nutted prematurely, was akward
Baby, call me Shiv, I was working with a small sword
When we met I was sleeping on a hard floor (ow)
My drip bad, gonorrhea
I ain't have money, but a lot of ideas (okay)
Told me "Get to work", baby, I can really see 'em (let's go)

Now we in the GT3, up Lime Creek
Red line in the heat, got the rear steppin' out (skrt)
Hard work got us living in a big house
Call me Shawshank with the way I dig her walls out

Only pipe on my girl, yeah, I'm loyal (facts)
She bust, I trust
I'ma drop a money bean on my lip and some soil (skrt, skrt)
No fuss, no fucks
Yeah, we fucked around and popped off (yeah)
She was there when my card got blocked (got blocked)
Now I'm out here doing too much (too much)
Still going even though I'm fucking washed (fucking washed, bitch)