Layover Lyrics

I'm really thuggin' to myself cause I don't need nobody

Smoke a 3.5 of this and think you've seen a zombie

Hallucinating off these drugs, I think somebody got me

I don't want your niggas numbers, lock me in with ghazi

This bitch took too many shots, she gotta hang over

I got bad bitches pullin' up in Range Rover I just booked another flight on the layover

We ain't gotta get a room, she let us stay over

Black trucks, B&Bs, whole lotta fly shit You gon' die, you try to disrespect the guys

Bitch Bitch be knowin' everything, like a sidekick

They ain't wanna ride the wave, they'd rather ride dick

They ain't got no money, tong out You niggas starvin', with a big homie

I ride alone, so it be times where I just get lonely

A 20 baller has some niggas come and get on you

We gettin' money now, I send some niggas come and sit on you

Whole lotta drops, these bitches love to drop pins

I can get a nigga touched quick if he in Stockton

Pullin' up in big body trucks, don't get boxed in

So extra E&T can't fuck with me unless we locked in

I remember I was broke, now I came up a lot

Niggas could be right here with me now, but they just hatin' watch

I see niggas come up daily, I just sit and watch

I never hate, I jump right in the game and got straight to the gwap

I'm really thuggin to myself, cause I don't need nobody

Smoke a 3.5 of this and think you seen a zombie

Hallucinating off these drugs, I think somebody got me

I don't want your niggas numbers, lock me in wit ghazi

This bitch took too many shots, she got a hangover

I got bad bitches pullin' up in Range Rovers

I just booked another flight on the layover

We ain't gotta get a room, just let us stay over

OT, it ain't Ozawa, hit the cookie store

Hit a bad bitch, shirt off a Perk made her Coochie Sore

My bitch came with a big bag, man, I can't ignore her

Tell me why you wasn't showing love when I was poor

Every time I bust a play, I invest some more

10K, 20K, ain't shit, I spend that in stores

Somebody tell philthy to sign me, I'm kicking doors

I don't want no distribution, let me take the urus

White trucks, Bentley trucks in the Cullinan

I was up a 60 ball trappin' and budgeting

Soon as I get in the doors, I'm letting cousin in

Niggas saying they my brothers, I don't fuck with twin

I swear to God, I wasn't mad over this layover

Bitch, I'm hella high, can I stay over

I'm on two Perks and a four, wock n this plain soda

You see him with me every day, that's like my main brother

He aint gone say nothing

Really thuggin to myself, cause I don't need nobody

Smoke a 3.5 of this and think you seen a zombie

Hallucinating off these drugs, I think somebody got me

I don't want your niggas numbers, lock me in Wagazi

This bitch took too many shots, she gotta hang over

I got bad bitches pulling up in Range Rovers

I just booked another flight on the layover

We ain't gotta get a room, she let us stay over