Lyrics from Snippet

[Verse]
Gotta fit in just to get in yo' Porsche
This shit expensive, my outfit cost a fortune
Shawty need a sponsor, ain't doin' no endorsin'
Swag evolved, I morphed it
This is evolution
I built...
...
These n***as whole gang full of bitches
Huh, huh, huh, I'm with the Fives
Down to ride, shawty a rider
Ready to slide, looking for rivals
Gloves, mask, I'm a robber
Belt to ass, these n***as toddler
Stole the car, I'm swervin' the 'Pala
Need my revenge, Kill Bill
She want blues, serve the pill
Need that guap I'm in the hills
This shit don't stop, I'ma pop this, yeah
Why you crackin' that ho, I been poppеd her, should've killed your codеfendant he telling
If we move, we [?], oh, yeah
Popstar ho, made her sing a falsetto
You grew up rich, I'm from the ghetto
When you freak out, like damn, how you catch a hat? You was just another good fellow
Sent the fake tracking for that pack, I'm runnin' off with the money
She got Ken tatted on her tummy, she got Ken all in her stomach
She like, "Ain't you Ken Carson," too high, yeah, I might need Narcan
Moshpit, it's just me and my fans
Pop shit, it's just me and my mans
I fuck hoes, it's you and your hand
No, I don't need a bitch for nothin'
Know I'm rich, she gon' give it up
I ain't givin' shit to her, flood the ho, she got water
I ain't keepin' no water bottle
I know you fuck these hoes, that's how I brought up
'Cause you ain't even how you let me catch
Pass her right to my dawg, fetch
Fuck the police, free dawg, yeah
My pockets havin' dogshit, my swag overloaded
I'm outside like where yo' fours at
Put a beam right on your forehead
They talkin' 'bout what they hoes said
This fye too much, need [?]
She got big lips, don't need no fill
I'm in my prime, Deion Sanders
Bombs, on bombs, I'm goin' [?]
Free gang, then I'm out the slammer
Black cars, yeah, I'm shootin' the jammer
No face mask on, on camera
It get shiesty when I throw on this shiesty
Young Vamp Life, she wanna bite me
Too much motion, move the room when I move in
That's my shoes in the house I moved in
Shit ain't nothin' but shit on her coochie
Flat [?], yeah, I got this bitch movin'
Mindin' yo' shit, gotta go where my mood
Double-O 5, yeah, I'm on the moon
No motion, yeah, he can't move nothin'
Big ten mil', you got a lil' gun
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