[Chorus]I popped a pill then I popped another oneI copped a chain then I copped another oneThe Rollie was plain so I went and flooded oneJust got a crib, now I want another oneBaby mama callin', trippin', jealous 'bout the other oneI told her I wasn't gon' have no more kidsI fucked around and had another oneThese bitches ain't shit, why the fuck is you cuffin' 'emWhy the fuck is you lovin' 'em?These bitches gon' fuck any nigga with a nameTell me why the fuck you trustin' 'emI got to sneak a tool in the club so I'm tuckin' emYou play, I'm bustin' 'emIf you got the drank I'm a loyal customerI bought a pint and bought another oneI know that's your friend but I was just temptedFuck me so good I flew her to MemphisI told you I'm sorry bae, I was just trippingI know I was out of place, I was just slippingLike a wave flow, full of petrolAt the awards show in some retrosHitters with me on ready set goTrap still boomin' like it's MetroKeep the tool on me, Home DepotThree bitches with me, now that's Cee LoI'm Bread Gang, I might catch a R. I. C. OIce on me, I'ma need a peacoatLight show techno, the way my neck glowAsk my white bitch, she like heck noLike a wave flow the way her neck scrollGot her number, say you down to deepthroatThe bitch ain't got nothin' good to mebut I want another oneI don't know what it is 'bout that AP but I want another oneThis foreign coupe got me feelin'like Khaled, I want another oneI blew a bankroll yesterday, woke up to another oneI popped a pill then I popped another oneI copped a chain and I copped another oneThe Rollie was plain so I went and flooded oneJust got a crib, now I want another oneBaby mama callin', trippin', jealous 'bout the other oneI told her I wasn't gon' have no more kidsI fucked around and had another oneThese bitches ain't shit, why the fuck is you cuffin' 'emWhy the fuck is you lovin' 'em?These bitches gon' fuck any nigga with a nameTell me why the fuck you trustin' 'emI got to sneak a tool in the club so I'm tuckin' emYou play, I'm bustin' 'emIf you got the drank I'm a loyal customerI bought a pint and bought another oneMy pockets fat, yours anorexicI fucked her and fucked on her bestieAnd she ain't 'bout shit but she sexyAnd get straight to the point when she sext meI went and pulled up to the dealerHopped out the Benz coupe and hopped in the WraithAnd I still drive that V12 Aston Martinnigga you don't wanna raceI'm tryna duck the feds but at the same time feed my kidsI'm on the road doin' shows nowgotta thank god for the giftI got a main bitch but at the same timetryna fuck with another bitchI'm tryna keep focusedat the same time wanna crash like fuck this shitI'm tryna balance it all out, all outI'm tryna balance it all outI'm tryna balance it all out, all outI'm tryna balance it all outI face a blunt and I pop a percAnd I sip the drink 'til it's all outNiggas wan' try me 'cause I'm in positionI want to load it up and draw doneI popped a pill then I popped another oneI copped a chain and I copped another oneThe Rollie was plain so I went and flooded oneJust got a crib, now I want another oneBaby mama callin', trippin', jealous 'bout the other oneI told her I wasn't gon' have no more kidsI fucked around and had another oneThese bitches ain't shit, why the fuck is you cuffin' 'emWhy the fuck is you lovin' 'em?These bitches gon' fuck any nigga with a nameTell me why the fuck you trustin' 'emI got to sneak a tool in the club so I'm tuckin' emYou play, I'm bustin' 'emIf you got the drank I'm a loyal customerI bought a pint and bought another one
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[Chorus]
I popped a pill then I popped another one
I copped a chain then I copped another one
The Rollie was plain so I went and flooded one
Just got a crib, now I want another one
Baby mama callin', trippin', jealous 'bout the other one
I told her I wasn't gon' have no more kids
I fucked around and had another one
These bitches ain't shit, why the fuck is you cuffin' 'em
Why the fuck is you lovin' 'em?
These bitches gon' fuck any nigga with a name
Tell me why the fuck you trustin' 'em
I got to sneak a tool in the club so I'm tuckin' em
You play, I'm bustin' 'em
If you got the drank I'm a loyal customer
I bought a pint and bought another one
I know that's your friend but I was just tempted
Fuck me so good I flew her to Memphis
I told you I'm sorry bae, I was just tripping
I know I was out of place, I was just slipping
Like a wave flow, full of petrol
At the awards show in some retros
Hitters with me on ready set go
Trap still boomin' like it's Metro
Keep the tool on me, Home Depot
Three bitches with me, now that's Cee Lo
I'm Bread Gang, I might catch a R. I. C. O
Ice on me, I'ma need a peacoat
Light show techno, the way my neck glow
Ask my white bitch, she like heck no
Like a wave flow the way her neck scroll
Got her number, say you down to deepthroat
The bitch ain't got nothin' good to me
but I want another one
I don't know what it is 'bout that AP but I want another one
This foreign coupe got me feelin'
like Khaled, I want another one
I blew a bankroll yesterday, woke up to another one
I popped a pill then I popped another one
I copped a chain and I copped another one
The Rollie was plain so I went and flooded one
Just got a crib, now I want another one
Baby mama callin', trippin', jealous 'bout the other one
I told her I wasn't gon' have no more kids
I fucked around and had another one
These bitches ain't shit, why the fuck is you cuffin' 'em
Why the fuck is you lovin' 'em?
These bitches gon' fuck any nigga with a name
Tell me why the fuck you trustin' 'em
I got to sneak a tool in the club so I'm tuckin' em
You play, I'm bustin' 'em
If you got the drank I'm a loyal customer
I bought a pint and bought another one
My pockets fat, yours anorexic
I fucked her and fucked on her bestie
And she ain't 'bout shit but she sexy
And get straight to the point when she sext me
I went and pulled up to the dealer
Hopped out the Benz coupe and hopped in the Wraith
And I still drive that V12 Aston Martin
nigga you don't wanna race
I'm tryna duck the feds but at the same time feed my kids
I'm on the road doin' shows now
gotta thank god for the gift
I got a main bitch but at the same time
tryna fuck with another bitch
I'm tryna keep focused
at the same time wanna crash like fuck this shit
I'm tryna balance it all out, all out
I'm tryna balance it all out
I'm tryna balance it all out, all out
I'm tryna balance it all out
I face a blunt and I pop a perc
And I sip the drink 'til it's all out
Niggas wan' try me 'cause I'm in position
I want to load it up and draw done
I popped a pill then I popped another one
I copped a chain and I copped another one
The Rollie was plain so I went and flooded one
Just got a crib, now I want another one
Baby mama callin', trippin', jealous 'bout the other one
I told her I wasn't gon' have no more kids
I fucked around and had another one
These bitches ain't shit, why the fuck is you cuffin' 'em
Why the fuck is you lovin' 'em?
These bitches gon' fuck any nigga with a name
Tell me why the fuck you trustin' 'em
I got to sneak a tool in the club so I'm tuckin' em
You play, I'm bustin' 'em
If you got the drank I'm a loyal customer
I bought a pint and bought another one
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