CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Invest
This sh*t get tricky where i'm from, I gotta move swift
I looked up to my pops when I was young, he used to move bricks
I just popped a percocet 10, it had a mood switch
My fans said they don't like me when i'm high cuz i'm a rude b*t*h
Yo b*t*h a freak, she just sent over some n*** pics
I'm on the rich diet, I need to stuff chicken at ruth chris
My b*t*h don't talk to no bums, she straight ruthless
My dawg just pulled up in a new coupe, that b*t*h roofless
He thought I served his a** Runtz, but I grew this
I charged him 80 for 3 5 he shoulda knew this
A private number called my phone i'm like "who this?"
Said he gon kill me when he see me, okay cool b*t*h
I tried to put you on with the bag, but you blew your chance
Your label only signed you for a $10,000 advance
We barely got into the room, she takin' off her pants
I took her to the mall for new shoes cuz she had on Vans
The SRT could barely move through snow, I need a caravan
You shoulda been born a b*t*h cuz you leechin' off another man
Please tell me how your wood fat, you only rolled a gram
My cousin still owe me, I don't wanna have to roll my fam
I only had two choices: it was either hit the road or scam
Don't let a n***a run up on me, grab my stick and -
I'm at Erotic throwin' ones while i'm eatin' lamb
When I talk to juggs I'm on that one voice like "yes ma'am"
You a d**k suckin' a** n***a, just a Yes Man
Boy, you need to invest in Bitcoin and NetSpend
I remember back then, I ain't had a best BINs
That's when I had less then
I ain't even had 10
I'm in the bank with a fake ID, it got my heart racin'
The clerk lookin' at me weird cuz i'm in this b*t*h pacin'
I'm at McDonald's with a VPN on, they can't trace it
The weed hit her in her chest so hard she thought I laced it
My b*t*h ain't have her CPL yet, she gon' mate you
Don't think you runnin' off with my money, i'm gon trace you
My ex b*t*h might think that we cool, b*t*h I hate you
And really to be honest, I hope somebody kill you
You eatin' somewhere expensive, but complain when they bill you
I should post on Instagram and show everybody the real you
Ya was tryin' to give me a handshake when you see me, I don't feel you
These n***as talkin' behind my back, we is not cool
They come around smilin' in my face like i'm a damn fool
But if I pop one of you n***a's I be damn rude
I'm trynna touch a mil this year that's my damn mood
Dropped outta 8th grade cuz I never went to damn school
I looked up to my pops when I was young, he used to move bricks
I just popped a percocet 10, it had a mood switch
My fans said they don't like me when i'm high cuz i'm a rude b*t*h
Yo b*t*h a freak, she just sent over some n*** pics
I'm on the rich diet, I need to stuff chicken at ruth chris
My b*t*h don't talk to no bums, she straight ruthless
My dawg just pulled up in a new coupe, that b*t*h roofless
He thought I served his a** Runtz, but I grew this
I charged him 80 for 3 5 he shoulda knew this
A private number called my phone i'm like "who this?"
Said he gon kill me when he see me, okay cool b*t*h
I tried to put you on with the bag, but you blew your chance
Your label only signed you for a $10,000 advance
We barely got into the room, she takin' off her pants
I took her to the mall for new shoes cuz she had on Vans
The SRT could barely move through snow, I need a caravan
You shoulda been born a b*t*h cuz you leechin' off another man
Please tell me how your wood fat, you only rolled a gram
My cousin still owe me, I don't wanna have to roll my fam
I only had two choices: it was either hit the road or scam
Don't let a n***a run up on me, grab my stick and -
I'm at Erotic throwin' ones while i'm eatin' lamb
When I talk to juggs I'm on that one voice like "yes ma'am"
You a d**k suckin' a** n***a, just a Yes Man
Boy, you need to invest in Bitcoin and NetSpend
I remember back then, I ain't had a best BINs
That's when I had less then
I ain't even had 10
I'm in the bank with a fake ID, it got my heart racin'
The clerk lookin' at me weird cuz i'm in this b*t*h pacin'
I'm at McDonald's with a VPN on, they can't trace it
The weed hit her in her chest so hard she thought I laced it
My b*t*h ain't have her CPL yet, she gon' mate you
Don't think you runnin' off with my money, i'm gon trace you
My ex b*t*h might think that we cool, b*t*h I hate you
And really to be honest, I hope somebody kill you
You eatin' somewhere expensive, but complain when they bill you
I should post on Instagram and show everybody the real you
Ya was tryin' to give me a handshake when you see me, I don't feel you
These n***as talkin' behind my back, we is not cool
They come around smilin' in my face like i'm a damn fool
But if I pop one of you n***a's I be damn rude
I'm trynna touch a mil this year that's my damn mood
Dropped outta 8th grade cuz I never went to damn school
