The Motto

Bottle after bottle, motto after motto

Spendin' all this paper like I f-cking won the lotto

All I know is yolo, nigga that's the motto

Ricky told me get 'em and I told 'em that I got 'em

And I got 'em erryday, erryday

Bad bitches gon f-ck me everyway, never stay

Once I get it, than I'm dippin' thata way thata way

Young, came up from the bottom and I never had a way

I really went from wooping 622s, to whippin 622s

Aint none of the homies crippin'

We giving bitches the blues

We buying? Bags, get in they f-cking shoes

You wonder why she aint f-cking you

Winning nigga, you lose

Yeah, I'm flexing, I pull up on the ghost

Hundred on my necklace

And my diamonds clear they vvs'ing

I turn into a toilet on these? They bs'ing

Two fingers, did it on 'em

Hold up, I really shitted on 'em

I dropped dreamchaser and I made a milly on 'em

It don't matter what city I'm in, I'm going philly on 'em

With my red p hat, you don't know, we back

'Bout to go to houston, heard that's where the chief at

Hiding with the? Down

I could'nt get it man, get ready for that

Me and wale finna drop to that real soon man

I was just playing around

Shout out to the homie drizzy, all ymcmb

It's double mg we in the building