Know you want me for my bread
You ain't *** wit' my head
Try to push me to the edge
I reverse that * instead
You want me 'cause I'm on
You want me 'cause I'm on
You want me 'cause the drip I got
The sauce that I got on
I pop out with some Gucci
Cartiers and Saint Laurent
Got all these mixed emotions
Had to put 'em in a song
You want me 'cause I'm on
You want me 'cause I'm on
You gold digging thinking
I don't know what's going on
I love my niggas
But y'all ain't treating me the same
I never thought that
You all would switch up on me
For the fame
Chatting on my name
So call my phone, I'm a let it ring
Call my phone, I'm a let it ring now
Tell me what you would do
If your day one nigga
Started changing on you
We done been through a lot
Ya act like y'all forgot
And I know a lot of niggas
Didn't want me to pop
Got no love for a thot
I'm just chasing the guap
Hollow shells for a nigga
'cause we play with them Glocks
So I stay with a chop
I ain't saying a lot
'til Sandy come home
He gon' stay in the box
They ain't feeling my pain
They must think it's a game
I can't wait to take a picture
Next to Nicki and Wayne
Two SB on the chain
And I know I'ma stain
If you run up on me
I'm a have some shells for your brain
Henny, Patron got me feeling good
The gang with me, wish a nigga would
Strapped, waiting for a opp
When I'm in the hood
I'm a keep making noise
'til it's understood
Know you want me for my bread
You ain't *** wit' my head
Try to push me to the edge
I reverse that * instead
You want me 'cause I'm on
You want me 'cause I'm on
You want me 'cause the drip I got
The sauce that I got on
I pop out with some Gucci
Cartiers and Saint Laurent
Got all these mixed emotions
Got to put 'em in a song
You want me 'cause I'm on
You want me 'cause I'm on
You gold digging thinking
I don't know what's going on
And I could spit some *
That y'all just wouldn't comprehend
It's really Smelly drive
And I'm riding to the end
My new grip the clip extend
It's full for all your friends
They prayin' I'ma fail
When my career, it just began
Told the guys it's our year
Right now it's our time
I'm always do my best
To make sure everyone shine
Long, long time, we all gon' be fine
I ain't never said contradicted
None of my lines
But I'm going through stuff
I think that I'm stressed
Everyday I'm in the studio
Ain't getting no rest
That's the reason
Why the haters won't acknowledge
That I'm next
They hate because I'm coming strong
Stepping on they neck
Why you hating on me
I ain't hating on you
And niggas clout chasing like
It's something to do
I still don't understand
I swear everything new
And I'm hearing a lot of rumors
I don't know if they true
I know you niggas too fake
They two-faced
Always throwing shade
Swear that * amuse me
You're not about to use me, use me
I ain't got no feelings shorty
You a groupie