I'm rollin' up that motivation
They don't never give me no credit
No alerts turned on my phone
So I ain't get your message
Got these women all in they feelings
Over call backs and all that
Man, tell these hoes that I'm big time
And I'm Mannie Fresh, how you love that
With her head down, how I'm livin'
Bitch, stay out your feelings
She came over, that's game over
She here talkin' with Rich
I told lite(?) that it's go time
If she bout that then it's lit
Cap' just call me on FaceTime
While smokin' joints with your bitch
In the party, I got two dimes, for sure
All these hoes in my phone
Swear I ain't really doin' nothing wrong
I been goin' so damn hard
And I ain't seen it in so long
My legs tired from runnin' game
But I thank God I'm strong
Cause I'm puttin' on for my fam
Hell yeah, that come with it
I'm countin' dough with my gang
Wizzle man, stay gettin' high
Young Veggies doin' the same thing
But all my bitches go HAM
Fit them girls in the van
Like 10 years, I'm still ridin' round with my
I got all these niggas screamin' gang gang
I got all these niggas screamin' gang gang
Tell me why these niggas screamin' gang gang
I'm the one that got you screamin' gang gang
Pop it please, rollin' lots of trees, you ain't coppin 'these
Mommy these is St. Laurent jeans, now gon'and top me
I get pussy cause I'm poppin', car pull up, I drop it
If it's money then we talk it, if it's not, you need to stop it
Got a girl but I need options, you like one, take ya pick
Love some black girls but this white one lookin' thick
IG takin' flicks, she TD, takin' dick
Khalifa man, take your bitch, one rule, make me rich