Sweater Weather

(Y'all niggas don't know about Zay)
(Don't, don't, don't hang around them, yeah)
(Blat)
(Yeah)
(Slime)
(Yo, RL)

Money gang, (gang) bitch I ain't goin' for nun
'Fore I get locked, I'll go on a run
Nigga ah better call ten-four
Three-nine deuce snatch out, eat 'em up
Crank this shit up with no keypad, yeah
Backdoor that boy, bitch I need that, yeah (yeah)
These niggas hoes, I can see that, yeah (what?)
Off-White sweater, the real one tenya
That boy is a dub, I can smell one, brrt (yo)
Drac' hit that boy, he a dead one (damn)
Damn, found the lil' plug, it's an and one
Hunnid round, hunnid round on me, a big gun (gun)
Huh, chopping shit up like a restaurant, uh (chop)
I go to court, I don't say nun (nun)
He get to court, get to singin' like Akon
Hunnid round SIG in the sprayground
Get a new fire, I told that ho lay down
Come here lil' baby, just lay down (lay down)
Sixth grade, young nigga used to go Ecko
I'm doin' good, it's BAPE now (yeah)
Remember them days, I was slidin' with 4nicc
Young nigga slidin' with Drac' now
Brrt on the back of the motherfuckin' forty
On bro, hop out tryna spray some

Yeah, the boy is plate, I'll eat him like breakfast (yeah)
Gay ah nigga, he walk down zesty (tenya)
Shooter on point, never catch him flexin' (yeah)
Everything K, give a fuck what you reppin' (tenya)
I don't rock Balmain, know it's Giuseppe (woah)
Palm Angel drip, bitch I feel special (yeah)
Bought the whole bag, she call me daddy (yeah)
Stick talk, stick talk, my Glock chatty (yeah)
43x, hop out, get nasty
Head tap him for all that cappin' (yeah)
50-round drum, I still shoot accurate (drum)
I got a redbone, she so aggy (yeah)
Slim lil' shit, my ho not plastic (what?)
I just smacked her with some passion
Black Gen five, it match my fashion
Prada five hop out, shit get tragic (hop out)

Money gang, bitch I ain't goin' for nun (goin' for nun)
'Fore I get locked, I'll go on a run (go on a run)
Nigga ah better call ten-four
Thirty-nine deuce snatch out, eat 'em up (eat 'em up)
Crank this shit up with no keypad, yeah
Backdoor that boy, bitch I need that, yeah (yeah)
These niggas hoes, I can see that, yeah (what?)
Off-White sweater, the real one tenya (tenya)
That boy is a dub, I can smell one, brrt (what?)
Drac' hit that boy, he a dead one
Damn, found the lil' plug, it's an and one (gang)
Hunnid round, hunnid round on me, a big gun (gun)
Huh, chopping shit up like a restaurant, uh (chop)
I go to court, I don't say nun (nun)
He get to court, get to singin' like Akon
Hunnid round SIG in the sprayground
Get a new fire, I told that ho lay down
Come here lil' baby, just lay down (lay down)
Sixth grade, young nigga used to go Ecko
I'm doin' good, it's BAPE now (yeah)
Remember them days, I was slidin' with 4nicc
Young nigga slidin' with Drac' now (brrt)
Brrt on the back of the motherfuckin' forty
On bro, hop out tryna spray some (come here)