I've been in the stu late, workin', no residuals

If we never speak again, I'm just glad I got to tell you truth

Ain't playin' count em'

You wanna come to paradise?

Matter of fact, you wanna come to Pluto?

Haha



She told me she was an angel

She f**ked two rappers and three singers

She got a few athletes on speed dial

I'm tryna get the case dismissed before I see trial

And these codeine handles ain't got nothin' to do with my lil' child

No this codeine ain't got nothin' to do with my lil' child

I used to sell dope at my grandma's house, as a rude child

All these cameras on, f**kin' with my mood, wild

And these chains clinkin' back and forth, they too loud

They know damn well this wasn't promised

I know damn well this must be promised

Left every pair of Margielas at the condo

Technically I never packed up and leave

Left 80 racks in the dresser, you can keep

And I got this bad ting at disposal

I cooked it up and then I went global

My baby mama push a Range Rover

Had to make sure I got it fully loaded

Can't be the one and then you get exposed

If you the one, then God will let me know

But at the same time, I like to vibe with one

I'm paranoid, I gotta ride with one

And I had to 'splain to her last night

Had to send this one freak on the last flight

Had to send this one freak on the last flight



Won't get a response from me, ain't no confessions

Before I tell a lie, won't tell you nothin'

Any time I got you, girl you my possession

Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection

Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection

Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection