Yeah, ayy

Back and forth is what we never do
Scrape the pot, I leave no residue
Bigger bands is what they tellin' you
Take home what these niggas sellin' you
I'm in the field with piranhas, yeah
My eyes been gettin' designer bags
[?] are you proud of that?
Wear my shit once and I'm tired of that
Told me to buy her a Prada bag
You ain't even got you a Prada bag
I got no stylist, I'm kinda swag
You got a stylist, no kind of swag
Them haters be on me, don't mind me
I'm rollin', I'm rollin', alright, bitch
I'm rollin' up two at a time, bitch
I used to text her on my [?]
She said she don't wan' be a side bitch
That money come first, you the side-chick
Shawty's [?] Bottega
Cry like a baby, you know I'ma cradle
Leave him a bagle
I got a hole in his solid, doctor just said it was fatal
I show love, even when this shit
was down, that's how you know I ain't no hater
I'm pourin' mud, I'm pourin' love in this cup
Tryna get me to drink up
Shit, it too real
Niggas'll go by theyself
and leave the whole team to get stuck
Get ready to duck
How many stitches you need? If I come, the [?]
I held her down, I know whenever
I'm wrong, you can't even check me enough
My momma alone
Looking inside of her mirror, I feel like [?]
I wasn't known
Ex-ho was [?] I might go throw out her phone
This a new chapter, the Lord of the Rings
I got the dope like I [?]
Ain't no more cryin', my corporate the team
I take the losses, absorbin' the fiends

Hatin' so bad
I wanna know why niggas hatin' so bad
I wanna know why niggas hatin' so bad
I wanna know why niggas hatin' so bad
I wanna know why niggas hatin' so bad
I wanna know why niggas hatin' so bad
I wanna know why niggas hatin' so bad
I wanna know why niggas hatin' so bad
Hatin' so bad