deal

Lyrics

i had money, way before the deal, still ain't got no deal, i'm flexing looking like a meal, everything i spit a hit, i flex like doctor phil, you ain't in the field, homies dying, boy you squeal, aye, i was gangster way before them glocks, grew up in the south ain't never banged another block, for bitch to see the hoe in you, your nigga was a opp, how you ain't a star, i'll beat you at the top, mac eleven heaven clip, hope you go to heaven bitch, ain't no back and forth, lambo straight up off the dealership, get some head and then i dip, stop, all that capping, running lip, i'm echelon, i'm off a zip, like a doll, bye bitch, backwood, just like me, some dirty and a sprite, let you pipe my bitches twice, my money long it made me nice, i got shit i never had, double digits do the math, bet that bitch ain't go to school, who she passing looking ass, bitches ain't gon' never pop, but tryna compete, don't fuck with goofy niggas, bitches, i like savages freaks, what's a team with dumb bitches, i be riding with heat, try to help these hoes, i failed, but they was aiming at me, cut throat killer bitch, slow, break a kilo, i'm a gang banger, real bitch, bout my pesos, gotta lay low, feds watching, wanna take my mans, don't you?, semi automatics, for niggas who be speaking on me, i had money, way before the deal, still ain't got no deal, i'm flexing looking like a meal, everything i spit a hit, i flex like doctor phil, you ain't in the field, homies dying, boy you squeal, aye, i was gangster way before them glocks, grew up in the south ain't never banged another block, for bitch to see the hoe in you, your nigga was a opp, how you ain't a star, i'll beat you at the top, let's talk about these bitches, how they capping, run them numbers up, asian doll, i'm never slacking, girl your really dumb, throwing gangs you don't know, i'm a real doll, ten toes on the floor, white bitch booted and she sniffing all the coke, roll a backwood, five grams in that hoe, texas lean gold, pussy sweeter than a roll, riding with your nigga he be pressing on my toes, blow you like a candle light, i get higher than a kite, bells in the mail, bitch you stupid, you can't spend the night, i got cheat codes to the game, that's why i'm winning, you a goofy when you fumble, that's why you losing, bullets hot like the sun, targets make you run, put a beam on that bitch, target from the sun, all these bitches wanna do is just wash away, how they fuck you ride around with a pussy 8?, i had money, way before the deal, still ain't got no deal, i'm flexing looking like a meal, everything i spit a hit, i flex like doctor phil, you ain't in the field, homies dying, boy you squeal, aye, i was gangster way before them glocks, grew up in the south ain't never banged another block, for bitch to see the hoe in you, your nigga was a opp, how you ain't a star, i'll beat you at the top