Made Her A Believer

(альбом: Safe Fun Summer - 2022)

Damn, almost left my tag off this shit (Huh)
Wait, hold up
I'm finna turn this bitch up

Anytime I can't decide, I do both pair
Nervous how I'm walking in 'cause they gon' stare
I just made somebody dream
Bitch, believe, I don't care
Bitch, get out my face
What is you counting, nigga? Nose hair?
The only time I bossed up was when I had myself
If a bitch ain't adding up, I subtract myself
Told her socket to my pocket and pack it up well
Nigga, I don't just be talking and cap it on twelves

Your label booked you at the library, you on the shelf
Fuck a label, nigga, I'll drop this and I'm fucking them well
She asked me if I got a bag, I showed her the belt
Now before you question me, bitch, kill yourself
Let's bet a thousand 'cause I know you don't feel yourself
'Cause you be trying to dress like me but they can't even tell
I'm never fucking with these niggas, they can't even tell
I was walking home alone after the school bell
Look, niggas cars get declined for tryna be him
Tryna be me this a bag you can't reach in
That nigga bitch showed me to get down
Why she ain't teach him?
'Cause niggas out here never tryna get to it, they' just leaching
By the way, yo bitch look, I guess you don't care
You could at least get the shit done, she barely got here
Like why yo nigga got you riding around on a spare?
Question is, "Why are you still with him?"
Bitch, you don't care

Anytime I can't decide, I do both pair
Nervous how I'm walking in 'cause they gon' stare
I just made somebody dream
Bitch, believe, I don't care
Bitch, get out my face
What is you counting, nigga? Nose hair?
The only time I bossed up was when I had myself
If a bitch ain't adding up, I subtract myself
Told her socket to my pocket and pack it up well
Nigga, I don't just be talking and cap it on twelves

In her bed it ain't a nigga, it's a broke there
Below the waist, above my knees, it's a loaf there
She so thirsty, fuck a car, drive the boat there
My name's Zero, bitch, I came 'cause this hoes there
If you don't hear Mary on a song, it ain't my shit
Call me pops, every friday going there and drop shit
How did I just crack the bitch that worked there? I'm toxic
Let it in the store, I'm designer hotboxing
Cuts on my neck like I signed a Hot Topic
Wood and a dash of the whip
No, it's a rocket
Thief in the night, hit the dice game for their pockets
Took a nigga money but he a fanny feel accomplished

Anytime I can't decide, I do both pair
Nervous how I'm walking in 'cause they gon' stare
I just made somebody dream
Bitch, believe, I don't care
Bitch, get out my face
What is you counting, nigga? Nose hair?
The only time I bossed up was when I had myself
If a bitch ain't adding up, I subtract myself
Told her socket to my pocket and pack it up well
Nigga, I don't just be talking and cap it on twelves