Strayed

Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga
I got gold teeth, nigga
I'm from the street, nigga
You got some beef, nigga

Feeling great, feeling right
BI*CH, I'm 'bout to take a flight
Not commercial, bae, I'm flying private
Where you wanna go tonight?

I'm thinkin' Venus, you be thinkin' Mars
Let me secure this bag, bi*ch, I'ma hit you up tomorrow
'Cause I ain't got time for the bullshit
Man, I'm tryna get rich

P*SSY power
Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga, that's the biz
That's what you ain't
I don't be smoking the dank

Feeling so high at the bank
Candy the paint
Used to be mashing the gas
Used to me getting the cash

Real bad bitches, get your ass on the pole
We gon' rumble in this ho
We gon' rumble in this ho
We gon'

Real bad bitches, get your ass on the pole
We gon' rumble in this ho
We gon' rumble in this ho

Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga
I know they scared, nigga
Choppers popping, lead hit us
Coming for head

Get 'em up, get 'em gone
I stay in my lane, mane
Diamonds in my chain, man
Your bi*ch got that brain game

I'ma let this dick slang
All in her esophagus
Tickle in her tonsils
My pockets are monstrous

I'm just having fun with her
But you got a problem, huh?
She told me about this
Say your flow gon' make me rob 'em, huh?

Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga
I know they scared, nigga
Choppers popping, lead hit us
Coming for head

Get 'em up, get 'em gone
I stay in my lane, mane
Diamonds in my chain, man
Your bi*ch got that brain game

Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga
I got gold teeth, nigga
I'm from the street, nigga
You got some beef, nigga