[Intro]
(Hey, I'm really rich)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
She don't ever let me go, uh, I don't ever tell her no, uh
I wanna stay outside, uh, but she want me to come home
She be scared whenever I go, uh, like I ain't gotta find my coat
Yeah, I promise that I'll be safe when I get to your place, bae, give me that dome
[Pre-Chorus]
I want your energy to take control of me (Yeah, control)
I try to go to sleep and see you in my drеam (Yeah, oh)
I know you be in the club gеttin' your bread, don't stop for me (Yeah, oh)
Bae, I'm in the spot with five brown hoes tryna pile on top of me, yeah (Oh)
[Chorus]
You always think I'm with someone else, but I'd rather be by myself
I always tell you to hit my cell, but I don't even reply myself
One way ticket back to Brazil, I'm just tryna find myself
You the only one that can make me chill whenever I get beside myself
[Verse 2]
I'm in the trap eatin' chicken and gizzards (Yeah)
I'm in DC like I play for the Wizards (Yeah)
Five percent tint on the opp block fishin' (Yeah)
Crack him and get him like sentence in prison (Yeah)
Whippin' that pot with my grandmama mitten (Yeah)
My J grab a new pool, shoot it, then dip it
Catchin' them bodies, I got double digits (Yeah)
My mama know I'm a real street nigga (Yeah)
So many kids done lost their life around my way like Gaza (Gaza)
Every time I give my heart to a ho, I start fallin' back, bitch, I'm the problem (Problem)
I saw my young nigga brains on the sidewalk and it made me nauseous (Nauseous)
Hop out the whip with that Draco, I'm tryna leave blood in the Impala (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
Shit, whenever you come, nigga, call us (Call us), the backseat full of revolvers (Grrah)
He tried to book me but stallin' (Damn), I rob blood for the deposit, yeah (Come here)
All of your soldiers done fallen (Yeah), yeah, the crime I committed, white collar (Ugh)
Hop out stabbin' and robbin' (Come here), uh, I got this shit from my father
[Pre-Chorus]
I want your energy to take control of me (Yeah, control)
I try to go to sleep and see you in my dream (Yeah, oh)
I know you be in the club gettin' your bread, don't stop for me (Yeah, oh)
Bae, I'm in the spot with five brown hoes tryna pile on top of me, yeah (Oh)
[Chorus]
You always think I'm with someone else, but I'd rather be by myself
I always tell you to hit my cell, but I don't even reply myself
One way ticket back to Brazil, I'm just tryna find myself
You the only one that can make me chill whenever I get beside myself
You always think I'm with someone else, but I'd rather be by myself
I always tell you to hit my cell, but I don't even reply myself
One way ticket back to Brazil, I'm just tryna find myself
You the only one that can make me chill whenever I get beside myself