Expired Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
I won't never need a bitch cuz I am perfect by myself
When they notice that I'm on they gon' be asking me for help
I got old bitches that stressin' me, keep askin' bout my wealth
You expired our relationship, like why you on the shelf
We gon' pop right out that burrow if you runnin' then we chase
Lawyer celebrating Hanukkah, ain't worried bout no case
I just did another show, I'm tryna add up what I made
They gon' need some fingerprints, they can't ID him by his face
I put diamonds on my tooth, solar system in my roof
Load the chopper and I shoot, all my dollar bills is blue
I been lying to these hoes, I can't tell a bitch the truth
No that girl was not my vibe, she was just something to do
Okay, edible, got me on Mars, extraterrestrial
It's crazy how I'm turning decibels into decimals
I got bitches tryna see me like I'm at a festival
Knockin' off all the opposition, I'm who's credible
I'm serious, we fast and furious
He been poppin' Percocets, now that boy delirious
I been spazzin' on these tracks, nigga, are you hearin' this
Mask on like we're in Mysterio, we too mysterious, we too mysterious
I won't never need a bitch cuz I am perfect by myself
When they notice that I'm on they gon' be asking me for help
I got old bitches that stressin' me, keep askin' bout my wealth
You expired our relationship, like why you on the shelf
We gon' pop right out that burrow if you runnin' then we chase
Lawyer celebrating Hanukkah, ain't worried bout no case
I just did another show, I'm tryna add up what I made
They gon' need some fingerprints, they can't ID him by his face
We got big ol' chopper bullets spreadin' like they was contagious
Overworkin' all the doctors, we just keep makin' new patients
Got a short temper for bullshit, I do not have any patience
Tryna run it to the top, I cannot get too complacent
Like I said, my lawyer Jewish and he known for beatin' cases
All the fiends, they know what's crackin', we be servin' out the vacant
We gon' smoke him like some nicotine, but no, we are not vaping
If them niggas drawin' plays, then my shooters gon' erase it
I won't never need a bitch cuz I am perfect by myself
When they notice that I'm on they gon' be asking me for help
I got old bitches that stressin' me, keep askin' bout my wealth
You expired our relationship, like why you on the shelf
I ain't worried about no case, case
My money, money, money, money