Wish Me Well 3 Coming

[Intro]

(KimJ with the heat)

(LC)

Uh, look

[Verse]

Nowadays my money longer than Pinnochio nose

I remember when we used to four, four

I got a hunnid ways to get the dough

Trick a nigga out his jewelry, boy, you been a ho

R.I.P my nigga Pat from the N.O., huh

I just gotta stay strapped, that's my M.O

I ain't never learned how to adapt around no weirdo

We gon' turn your big homie's bitch into a widow

You ain't gon' let me get my rocks off, what you here for?

Cross a nigga like hot sauce for a kilo

Last chain that a nigga bought was a kilo

Fell in love with the strip club 'cause of Kilo, huh, nasty dime

They said they want smoke, why you askin' for cancer?

Pull up in the Ghost, I nicknamed it thе Casper

You ain't never sold soap, but you claim you a trappеr

Every opp ho, I done had her

Someone stickin' dick in her bladder

See a Crown Vic, we skedaddle

See a opp bitch, we get active

Hit a top pick, we gon' draft him

Nah, I ain't gotta get up outta character

Dope money, show money, slow money better than no money

Now I gotta closet full of old money

Used to be my dawg, now you dissin' niggas, so funny

I was gon' let that shit live, but you know what

They said we hit up they crib, nigga, so what?

I pull up in all types of whips and you know it

It ain't nothin' to get a nigga zipped and you know it

That stick got some tits on that bitch and it's goin'

Name a strain off your homeboy

All this pain, I got no heart

We put K's in our Goyard

Cartier frames, I look so smart

First day she came, I got brain, that bitch so smart

Drive the Hurricane in the rain like a go-kart

Fuck her 'til she came on the gang, I'm a pornstar

Look, never used the OnStar, I know that I'm goin' far

Never used the long shot, I'm wettin' her like a loan shark on land

Tell me why these niggas quick to show they hand

Once you crossed the line, then that's where you stand

I got murder on my mind, I'm just sayin'

But I'm tryna get rich as I can, yeah

I can't be trippin' off bitches I had

When that money came in, it got good, it got bad

If it ain't about a dollar, my daughter, my son

My mom, my pops, then miss me with that

Look, I just got that Cullinan, got my seats back

I wanna see my brother win, best believe that

Uh, where the cheese at? Fettuccine

I said get a nigga whacked, they ain't even see that coming

Tried to tell these niggas Wish Me Well 3 coming

I tried to tell these niggas Wish Me Well 3 coming, yeah

Bitch