Hear Me Out

(专辑： Better Left Alone - 2019)

My bitch ass fatter than hers
I'm sipping on drank in the 'burbs
Talking that shit, you get left on a shirt
Or get put in a hearse
Balling out, baby, like I'm on the Spurs
Smoking on green, it look like turf
Finna invest, finna make me some merch
I spy, that bitch just lurk

I just spilled some drank on my jeans
Pick up the phone, tryna get in them jeans
Fresh as fuck, bitch, I get too clean
I'm off of the drugs, I'm having a dream
Bet you wish it was you and me
But, baby, I'm in love with the lean
Put a scope on the .223
Walk in, all eyes on me
Balling like Hakeem
I'm still mixing jugg money with the clean money
Mama told me, "You can be what you want, honey"
Sipping on dark 'cause some days it ain't sunny (Haha)
That nigga, he too funny
Slime his ass and his nose not even runny
Leave me alone, baby, I'm packrunning
After I fuck, you leaving in the morning (Morning, yeah, go, go, go)
Spending your lil' bread on a hoe
Woke up like, "How I'ma get me some rolls?"
You woke up like, "I'm finna chase me a hoe"
Being boring, this bitch gon' go, I need to know, I need to know
Can you hear me right now? I need to know, I need to know
He got the pints on him, huh? I'm finna score, I'm finna score
"Summrs, do you love me?" Fuck no, fuck no
I'm just plotting on dinero
Don't act right, you get left like a arrow
I got the nina, it sleep on my pillow
I'm too drugged out, I can't be a hero
My foot on they neck, I got on Gucci slippers
She wanna fuck with me 'cause I'm that nigga
She wanna fuck with me, I got that skrilla
My diamonds Michael Jackson, thriller

My bitch ass fatter than hers
I'm sipping on drank in the 'burbs
Talking that shit, you get left on a shirt
Or get put in a hearse
Balling out, baby, like I'm on the Spurs
Smoking on green, it look like turf
Finna invest, finna make me some merch
I spy, that bitch just lurk