[Verse]
I got no sympathy
I can not keep on giving these bitches my energy
I done did me a 365 in the trap, and look at all the damage it did to me
We got it poppin’ inside of the trap with a 5 and a 6, ain’t no time to be finicky
My lil shawty be trippin’ and losin’ her cool, but I make this shit as smooth as the ride in the Bentley
Niggas, they crazy for thinkin’
I hit your bitch, and I make an opinion
After I hit it, I’m making a million
Double it back and then make another million, made it so fast that I say what I'm feelin’
Man, we lit, you trippin’, 7.62 spittin’
Aiming it steady, now we caught him out in the trap, I just shot the wings off the emblem
Oh, this some other shit
In thе trap, calling me my government
Whеn the bitch get to trippin’, I'm dubbin’ it
But it’s lit if she lickin’ it and fuckin’ it
I was sellin’ them 3 to 5s in the bando, best believe I was thuggin’ it
Only thing got me trippin’ was Five-O coming to the door, kicking, busting in
Where I’m living, you’ll never believe it
Teachers told me I’d never achieve it
Part of the reason I never succeeded
Cause the bando was callin’, and baby, you know that's the reason I never could leave it
I was selling them 80 [?] in the trap, [?] ain’t going back
Let ‘em come runnin’, I’m giving that blat blat
[Outro]
Calling
She keeps calling my trap phone; she's on it
She keeps calling, keeps calling, keeps calling
Just to be real, lets just both be honest
You only fuck with me, baby cause I’m ballin’
She keeps calling my trap phone; she's on it
She keeps calling, keeps calling, keeps calling
Just to be real, lets just both be honest
You only fuck with me, baby cause I’m ballin’
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