[Intro: I'm just tryna my mind and think better thoughts I probably already that, Lito, Lito
[Verse 1: Act like I lost it or I should've saw this shit me what y'all would've done Off wanted, was costin' me Still sell ounces off my phone, stack thousand then I'm gone And I been trappin' out it my house is not a home I might fuck your ho to sleep and stay up counting all I give her 'bout a month, she gon' be talkin' 'bout I did her Can't say I led you on there wasn't no feelings shown I wanna fuck friend (again), haha, fuck this shit we grown It seem like these niggas more concerned with looking like it I send so many you think I had a liquor license Expect to get indicted when you really like this And I know they feeling my shit, 'cause they be stealing my Shit got so silly man, I really might quit But before I do let me get million right quick 'round the Ville with a stick, feel like I'm still in '06 Rentals with the peel off Listen, you really don't know Feel like I got a tat on bitch, how my trigger finger itch I spent a rack on this bitch I done how she act on that dick Girl you nasty, this, I'm back with the shit break 'em down to four zips, and vacuum the shit Black trash bags, we really that shit And we give no passes to no passengers bitch So far past 'em I don't remember passing a bitch Got to pay me to pay attention, I patching up shit Yeah I'm back with this shit, give a fuck who you go get I'm out every day, I'm by my lonely, hood as it gets 'dem steppin' on shit, just put his foot on a brick I had to get me some money too, I resist Grind
[Verse 2: Don I wonder how you watchin' me eat fill up your stomach? I ain't even finish countin' it and I want some money Sorry, don't how to chill, but I got ice in my veins Spend my days at the bank, and my nights at the range How you figure with me will be a good idea? I got that toy on me and I'm than Buzz Lightyear, yeah There we go, drivin' hoes My lil shawty's body the mama off Incredibles Lookin' a snack with a bag full of edibles I'm not from this planet, I'm an And I still like the game ain't fixed I extra ammunition case my aim ain't shit Mama got the hint High school I was baggin', I was cooler the fucking York Peppermint Patty Now I'm black on on black inside the devil's favorite chalice With a from out a pageant, 'bout to be her baby daddy I'm the pappy, I'm the pappy, don't he look just like his I'm so at making babies, I think that's my hidden talent Okay, okay, back to up the money just to stash it Trapped a hundred pounds and it never the plastic My lil partner for Cali and he came back with a package was 2012, he got seven years for trafficking Just in case you thought this shit was cute, insane Out here tryna get some change 'til they your ass in chains