#ytgmintro

Talk to me
I don't wanna let you down
I don't wanna let you down
I don't wanna let you down
I don't wanna let you down
Niggas gon hate till we blow up
Want lean in my cup so we pour up
That bitch is a ho she gon show up
When we walk in the function they know us
Niggas copying swag pick your flow up
And I gotta bitch that's gon turn up
Ha, Im in the party with my four tucked
Don't fuck with a thot she don't know love
Back when I was broke I got no love
Been grieving so much Ima throw
up
Fuck all them pills nigga I love to roll up
He got no bread he ain't counting no bucks
All of these drugs make me slow up
Can't stand my side piece keep my ho up
I ran outta percs I need more drugs
110 in the beamer I cut up
Off of the drank she act stupid
Gotta brand new i8 and its roofless
Got niggas who kill they be ruthless
I'm the type to leave a fuck nigga toothless
I'm the type to get my get back
Uppin the score swear we finna spin back
Designer clothes you know they gon mismatch
And I ain't worried bout nigga who ain't getting no racks
Know I smoke, niggas know I blow, pistol what I tote
Won't kiss that lil ho on the lips, get her up and put my dick in her throat
Labels keep on calling me, I ain't signing shit, finna turn off my phone
I went MIA know I had to come back, Im the mufuckin' goat, yea