By My Lonely

Got it figured out

Got it figured out

Coming anyway

I'm a cool nigga if you get to know me

Don't spend my time tryna kiss ass

250 large in a book bag

I do my dirt by my lonely

That's probably why these bitches know me

I order $50 guacamole

And my diamonds hit hit hit

Why your Rollie tick tick tick

A blue fur for my main

Kill these niggas boo they all lame

Put it to his head and make it bang

That's for even thinking you fuck with us

We don't like jokes don't be fucking with us

Saw the car keys and now she fucking with us

Rocoes on the table that's for breakfast

Four high roller they get naked

Ice-T told me I'm special

I know the big niggas by the exits

For this money they get reckless

She wanna risk her hands froze

Come get me in the lambo

Playoff game at Lambeau

Air Max 97 on my toes

Top came off and I told her just post

Influential artist like Givenchy

Might switch it up and buy a Bentley

Regular on the mic y'all don't get me

I head he turned down 500

Expensive taste in his mom stomach

All these wack songs y'all running

These rap trap niggas don't want it

These back pack niggas don't want it

Shots going to your head like

Girls kissing on your ear like

Shots going to your head like

Girls kissing on your ear like

By my lonely

By my lonely

By my lonely

By my lonely

She got her hair down

I might just get some