Prada Me
I'm on my way home and I got pulled over
Troll he ask for the dope and the pot
Told him I don't know nothing bout that
I'm feeling blessed I just sold the sack
I feel like I found a 4 leaf clover
Now I'm riding around with a chauffeur
How I ain't fuck the bitch and she loco
I don't need a bitch or a nigga I'm solo
I got her on the pole like a gogo
Front that boy couple packs for the low low
Riding hot got the strap out the the window
Getting money I'm dripping it's simple
Remember when you used to pop all my pimples
Now I'm getting some money I took us for facials
Taking drugs life it fucks up my mental
I freestyle how I'm feeling no pencil
I'm off the drugs in the booth and I'm tripping
Yea I just pooped a perk and I'm smoking a wood and I'm sipping
I'm getting some money but I feel the pain this tryna find a way to fix it
I just flip 10 plates in a day get the pack and I just flip that shit like magician
Daily flipping the pack it's a mission
What u need lemme know I could ship it
Fuck that boy little wife scotty pimpin
She bout to buss on my dick feel the tension
Post my hand on her story no mention
She do it for attention
Think this bitch really got an obsession
Better watch out my son my reflection
It's like we from a different dimension
Y'all should be proud of me
Ohhhh
Y'all should be proud of me
You nigga owe me apology
Niggas done told me i won't be shit
And my teacher done told me I won't see shit
Neck and wrist now it's looking like pee pee
Getting money why you niggas sleeping
You niggas waiting for taxes
Boy you see me I'm working so hard
For this racks nigga I gotta passion
I'm in the sea with the whales and the sharks
But nigga I'm dripping in fashion
Designer my fabric
And I feel like I can't stop the trapping
Back and forth I'm always in traffic, trapping
Now that I'm feeling good baby girl like I should
I could change ya life I could
Show me why I should
But I can't trust a bitch
All you bitch is a witch
And these niggas they talking that boy he just snitch
I just know off that boy off my fucking wish list
My money in feets his money an inch
I'm shitting on niggas these niggas they sick
Nigga I got the ice the money the drip
GSB Dirty Money I follow the script
I just cut off the bitch now her brain got a glitch
Niggas they hoes and they switched up
Call me Rockstar the Bishop
Uhhhh uhhhh
I'm on my way home and I got pulled over
Troll he ask for the dope and the pot
Told him I don't know nothing bout that
I'm feeling blessed I just sold the sack
I feel like I found a 4 leaf clover
Now I'm riding around with a chauffeur
How I ain't fuck the bitch and she loco
I don't need a bitch or a nigga I'm solo
I got her on the pole like a gogo
Front that boy couple packs for the low low
Riding hot got the strap out the the window
Getting money I'm dripping it's simple
Remember when you used to pop all my pimples
Now I'm getting some money I took us for facials
Taking drugs life it fucks up my mental
I freestyle how I'm feeling no pencil