My lil' bro, he's seventeen He spit gas, no lean
Spinnin' like, f*ck you mean Shawty gon' fiend
When she meet the team Watch out what you mean
My diamonds clean Bitch, I get to the bag
I don't got no Jacksons in my jeans Ain't got no time for these hoes
They oppressin' my goals
I can't let a nigga come between That's what I mean
Never been nice Brand new tech on a hop on a flight
She sendin' me snaps She makin' me hype
I get to the bag this here for the night
She callin' my phone When you walk out your home
My nigga, I know you ain't hittin' it right I keep me a stick
Shawty keep rubbin' my pants And I know that she feelin' the pipe
They say that I'm mean I'm not, I just flex for the team
Cause I got it bustin' out the seams
Lil' mama a queen Homie, it ain't what it seem
I don't care about your self-esteem Lil' bro, he just ran up a bag
I got 42 cash And this ain't from methamphetamines
Keep this shit jumpin' like a trampoline I'm spinnin' and spinnin
Get the dramamine like nah
My lil' bro, he's seventeen He spit gas, no lean
Spinnin' like, f*ck you mean Shawty gon' fiend
When she meet the team Watch out what you mean
My diamonds clean Bitch, I get to the bag
I don't got no Jacksons in my jeans Ain't got no time for these hoes
They oppressin' my goals
I can't let a nigga come between That's what I mean
We been on a mission I told him I got it
These niggas been trippin' I need me a little momma that gon' listen
Bae count it again I bet not find it missing
Stop callin' my name I'm blockin' these niggas
I don't wanna argue I hop out the whip
And he tuckin' his chain Bae keep it a hundred
I'm not bout to trick him And take you a pic
Like, remember my name? I feel like I'm Curry for three
When I'm shootin' my shot at your bitch Nigga, check out the aim
I pull up and flex on a nigga I told him I got it like that
When I put on the frames Lil' mama, she wanna come ride
With a nigga She lovin' the game
Most of these niggas be sounding
The same I got to the bag
And I ain't never change Like, nah
My lil' bro, he's seventeen He spit gas, no lean
Spinnin' like, f*ck you mean Shawty gon' fiend
When she meet the team Watch out what you mean
My diamonds clean Bitch, I get to the bag
I don't got no Jacksons in my jeans Ain't got no time for these hoes
They oppressin' my goals
I can't let a nigga come between That's what I mean
