For When I Wore Biscuits

Thousand dollar shoes for when
I want biscuit's
Can't get in the club, lil bitch
You ain't listed
Santa Claus called me and told me I'm gifted
Want a situation
You gon' get your ass sectioned
Love your life, lil nigga, don't risk it
Join the streets, nigga, ain't no snitchin'
Diamond Cartiers like Detroit Piston
Nigga ain't got no aim, he missed me
I just smoke Tooka, niggas is fruit cups
Only want one cup, they handed me two cups
Picked up this shoes
Now I'm pickin' this boo up
Bitch from high school told me I grew up
Broke ass boy, go getchu loot up
Yeah, I got a AR but I don't shoot schools up
I just wanted to be like Wayne when I grew up
World War 5, nigga, we finna suit up
Bitch in the uber, shе pickin' my food up
Sipped out the cup
Now it's raising my mood up
Call up Ball, now we sippin' that Lola
Hit him with thе MAC, no, not my computer
He think his ice cool, well, my ice cooler
Soon as I left, nigga called my jeweler
Man, I need some brains finna call my tutor
I still fuck with that worker at Hooters
Smokin' a nigga like Marlboro
We was on Walbash, Gresham Road
Send a grenade and let it explode
These better dooks like know them goals
With a Yes-girl, she don't tell me, "No"
Know the gang with me wherever we go
Nigga ask who he is, bitch, we Glo
Gun to his head, yeah, now he know
Bitch, we gon' catch you on brain dead
Bitch, we gon' catch you on brain dead
Bitch, we gon' catch you on brain dead
Bitch, we gon' catch you on brain dead
Ayy, ayy, I'm in zone 3, not Bankhead
Boolin' with the zoes, now I'm Tank Head
Who pulled up? The whole gang did
This bitch wanna be married
Bitch real eye like Fetty
He can't come out he scared
Catch him by the pool and
Give him Bloody Mary
Yeah, here go that bitch
Now, that money I'm get me married
Tip-top 'cause I got big 30's
We smoke dope, sip lean on purpose
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
We smoke dope, sip lean on purpose
Flamin' up weed on purpose
And now I'm flamin' up weed on purpose
Bitch don't like how I merch it
Bitch eat turkey and the bitch turkish
Send 20 birds on monday
And on the other monday came back 30
And now I'm up early, top in the condo
Hock in the bear cage
Oh, yeah, she a mermaid
Me and gang up in the pool rain
Lean, weed, money and guns
We got it, that's great
You know we got guns like promenade
Trappin' early and I'm ridin' a lemonade
Put a foreign on the runway
Bitch had a gum face now she got a cum face
Checkin' on the pool thursday, monday
Havin' a MM, now it's a Jeep like gun pace
Told 'em I'ma be rich one day
And when I got it, lil nigga ain't pump fake
Nigga want beef, we in Iran
Chopper weren't workin'
Now we havin' lunch break