Signed A Napkin

Gang, gang
Worst day ever, you dig?
Yeah

Mirror, mirror, that nigga got ten milli'
Probably ain't slept in days, used to dream 'bout me
(Chill out)
(This the worst tape)
Yeah

Mirror, mirror, that boy worth ten milli'
I ain't slept in days, she still dream about a nigga
Don't live my lyrics, you'll probably go to hell with me (yeah)
I got a bitch under a spell and she just met me

I got a time machine, this Louis bag from '07 (for real)
I been a body baggin' nigga, how you starin'
Pants ripped, shirt ripped just like I'm beggin'
God give me nine lives, still ain't gettin' married (never)

Is it money? Go catch a hat, you want respect (yeah)
I'm havin' checks, just numb' it like you check a package (for real)
I can't ride 'round like Pac, we got blick method (yeah)
Your lil' ass ain't read your deal, probably signed a napkin

I'm really bossy, we havin' bankroll reduction
I'm gettin' worse, she textin' a bunch of cuss words
I overdid the Chrome glasses, what your buff worth (for sure)
He dressin' like me, but he late five summers

Double up cup, I'ma lean like my back hurt
You ain't heard 'bout gang, boy, you crooked like a pastor (yeah)
Sexual harassment, she send pics I ain't ask for (she ask for it)
I'ma sip my dirt by my lonely, don't be rattin' on me

20K in Louis, IRS made me sign somethin'
Can you hear me baby, I got rich, I ain't from Biltmore (you hear me?)
I need yellow diamonds in my seven, nigga, keep snow (yeah)
I don't want no key to city unless that bitch a kilo

I'm a cocaine cowboy, we livin' like Sopranos
My diamonds knock your bitch out just like Claressa Shields
Gone and pump your brakes, lil bro, I'll break your ego
I'll spend it 'til you go broke, then go and steal your main hoe

Take your bitch, nigga
Yeah, nigga
I'll spend it 'til he go broke and go and sell his main hoe (fasho)

Drop a quarter milli', bully niggas, we ain't into smoke (yeah)
He just moved a thousand Roxies, to me that's a baby load (what the fuck)
Tell me what your drink cost, don't tell me what you paid for (yeah)
I shop while the store closed, I'm livin' like a CEO (I'm a boss)

I can't sell my personal drugs, don't you take it personal (yeah)
He talk to the police, he better go make a love song (better go make a damn song)
Almost cut my thumbs off, I'm throwin' fours, my pants full (okay)
If I don't fuck first night, it must not be true love (yeah)

All my bitches got a Porsche or Benz, you better boss up (better boss up)
He won't get his streams, it's so bad, he'll get shot for it (he'll get shot for it)
Boy was only famous like ten minutes, guess his time up
Dog was only rich about a week, that's in the Guinness book (nigga broke)

This shit ain't your best bet, you better go to your sportsbook
She stole so much drugs, bruh, her panties in the paperwork
I just don't break girl's hearts, lil' nigga, I'll break yours
Better get your M's up, you can't talk to me, nigga

Why niggas be ballin' for one summer, man
See, am I the only nigga know what the fuck goin' on?
Can't be fucked with boys
4 p.m. brothers only, Wavy Navy

Can't go against, can't get with, can't be fucked with
Can't be, can't join, nigga, dirty shit