Gloss

Man this the last year ya'll talk to me crazy/

Bitch I got the sauce/
Kissin' on my neck she leavin' gloss/
Leave it up to chance, I'm comin' up, it ain't a toss/
Put the money in the bag, or she takin' it through force/
Bitch we started out wit nothin' we ain't worried bout the cost/
Man I'm off this/
Indi boys we off this/
(mouths)
All I had to do is mouth a line and I just off it/
If it ain't organic what I look like tryna force shit?/

"Brando you stupid"

First off fuck the PD/
Grabba in my ZZ/
I was eight years old when I was outchea burnin' CD's/
Hova was on repeat/
Jada, Em, and Breezy/
Bumpin' Gasolina while a chico eatin' Wheaties/
She in love with RihRih/
Fenty for you sweetie/
Fuck a Bank we stackin' hunnits inside of the Sealy/
Had a mans in D-League/
Networth was a three-piece /
All I wanna do is see my baby outchea keekee/

Ain't worried bout no fuck shit/
On my down to buck shit/
Kick you out the function/
Hands together ain't no man that's lookin' from above shit/

Bitch I got the sauce/
Kissin' on my neck she leavin' gloss/
Leave it up to chance, I'm comin' up, it ain't a toss/
Put the money in the bag, or she takin' it through force/
Bitch we started out wit nothin' we ain't worried bout the cost/
Man I'm off this/
Indi boys we off this/
(mouths)
All I had to do is mouth a line and I just off it/
If it ain't organic what I look like tryna force shit?/