Mack game, let me explain the Charge a bitch incidentals Put the up in the pot without the lentils it come to getting paper, I'm low-key instrumental You bound to find me up in an Avis mini-van Player wanna this dog up in a kennel hard, never gentle My life is a movie, it's action-filled, it's Play to win, never to lose, I refuse gotta eat, need some school shoes Can't spend my cop money, cop Gotta pay my lawyer in I get popped Stapler in my Under Armour briefs We play for give, bitch, we play for keeps When it come to getting gouda, nigga, I'm a it to your door like Uber Eats
I know how the work Residue on my Hatin' ass be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting paper, paper I'm carpal tunnel I know how the streets on my T-shirt Hatin' ass be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting paper, paper I'm getting tunnel, carpal tunnel
Took her to the club, dropped her off Gotta watch her, though, 'cause she soft Met her off Smirnoff, Red Like it in her gut her hair pulled B-la fuck around, like to weed Bunch of purple and palm leaf 140 acres, all tunnel, nigga, when we off these I don't think they know, I'm the one to Pitcher from the block tryna me out turned down, called to psyche me out Trips out of town then wipe me out Sick Wid it, my nigga, we no law G-string, bling, nigga, no bra Counting hella dough, hella slaw She me in the morning, she be old flow
I how the streets work on my T-shirt Hatin' ass niggas be I'm sitting up counting this paper, I'm carpal tunnel I how the streets work on my T-shirt Hatin' ass niggas be I'm sitting up counting this paper, I'm getting carpal tunnel, tunnel
Block like a trampoline Nigga gotta mean They smirkish and they and they plot and scheme They strung out on crystal and promethazine Be careful who 'round, watch your speech Put a contract on my head, it's get breeched Reverse the bounty, the hit around I know all the ones on your soil really getting down Yeah, bet money on a rollercoaster Nigga good 'til the wanted poster Then retreat up out the streets Different city week, all bunch of suites And of the paper trail Never use your debit, nigga, they could you shut down in a cell Hoping you'll snitch, even tell
I how the streets work on my T-shirt Hatin' ass be disgruntled I'm sitting up counting this paper, I'm getting carpal I know how the streets Residue on my Hatin' ass niggas be I'm up counting this paper, paper I'm getting tunnel, carpal tunnel