I Might

(álbum: 11241 Wayburn - 2018)

I might come through dragging, I might fuck her then pass her
I ain't mad, but I'm laughing at niggas
I might sip a eighty juice, I might sell 'em ninety blues
I ain't had, and I want action with niggas
I might pop a woolie just for mink coat
Yeah, every night couple freakos
.40 on me with the 30, move powder more than D.O.'s
My hand look like T.O.'s, to all you freak hoes

I'm the one, bitch, like Neo, yeah, the blue pill
Lil' freak hoe want two pills, y'all heard about them two kills
Now let me stop it, I been toting since thirteen, bitch
I keep a rocket, I'm just tryna make sure that Lindsay Lohan lock it
And I gotta beat the aisles, niggas try to stop me (Stop me)
Gotta watch my surroundings, 'cause the people watching
And all that plotting that you doing, don't even think about it
And with if this road closed down, we gon' go around it

Put a split in the water, almost, then I dropped it
The same wrist is up, man, I think I found it
Your little hoe work for me, and she get allowance
Beat that pussy up so good, make her stop the pouting
Gimme the money for 120, I might In-N-Out it
I just get it going for us, I don't even count it
Known for putting it on the bus, too many bitches hounding
Yeah, catch that, B know I'ma stretch that
Don't bring me nothing less than that FN
I done seen the worst five turn into the best ten
Can't let in no lame bitches

Hey, I share hoes and main bitches
Hey, I take hoes from fake niggas
Or codeine and pain killers, whoo
You better check the score, can't all these roll
Put my mans on your hoe
They don't even know that the money in the floor
I see it in your eyes, you not made for this role
My Rollie playing peek a boo
My man dropped the cat, I'ma drop one too
If I ain't on a roll, bitch, I'm in a booth
Hey, if I ain't moving bowls, prolly sell them blues
She'll suck you out your soul, to get in the room
It's 'bout ten freaky girls you can pick and choose
Three milli' sitting in the living room
Another couple milli' sitting in the kitchen, too
Bitch, and all fool
Hey, you get it, we all do