Got no friends up next to me, enemies too close Raf Simons on my feet that's why I fucked your ho Middlefingers to my enemies, I stay in my glo You know they're gonna intervene, my niggas do the most Ballin', I'm just on it, I'm just on it Gettin' it,

I got it bad, and that ain't good Embrace me, my sweet embraceable you Embrace me, you irreplaceable you Baby, just one look at you My heart goes tipsy in me You and you alone bring out the gypsy in me Oh, I love all Oh, those many Oh, charms about you,

Niggas better watch ya back, it's so cold Pinky rings shining, so act like why'don't know Bitches in heat for niggas that got dough We the flyest gangsters What you don't got is my natural glow Counting out stacks and macking out hoes Pushing big dicks

It goes one for the money, two for the dough All you got is three niggas kicking at your door, ha ha Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics Game and the snowman, one hundred miles and gunning Hey, here come the paramedics, here come the

That's what you get for waking up in Vegas Remember what you told me Don't be a baby Shut up and put your money where your mouth is Get up and shake the glitter off your clothes, now Give me some cash out, baby You gotta help me out It's all a blur last

Sometimes you gotta pick these hoes apart Love 'em with your mind and never with your heart Yeah, I'm shinin', don't you see me from afar? We the type of niggas pull up in new cars She can't wait to fuck a nigga in your squad Real niggas wet your head

You got niggas all in your business, yeah, yeah (Your business) Why they worried 'bout what you gettin'? Yeah (Gettin', yeah yeah) Summer's mine, winter time (Winter time) I done put in overtime (Overtime) I been hustlin' like this since back in the day

Now I'm feeling all wavy, yeah, I'm feeling amazing Please don't try to wake me, 'cause I'm on vacation You got me losing my mind Every night I pop another pill to sleep They keep saying there ain't nothing wrong with me For a while ain't no child with a

Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge If you're looking for me, nigga, come get me Pu$haz Ink the label, yeah, they're my niggas You know she keep her nails done, her weave spiffy Take it to the house and get jiggy I got the strap cocked, right

Trigger finger itching got me busting holes in my crib Kodak Black, Kill Bill Yeah I kill for the bill, steal for the bill Yeah it get real for the bill I was riding for these niggas 'fore they rode for they selves 'Cause they know I'm that lil' Zoe who