Intro To Life Lyrics

I miss you Bark

(Woah!)

I'm a young nigga I'm all about bags (all about bags), bags (Bags)

Can't waste no time gotta get to it fast, yuh huh, fast (Phew)

Ima hop in that whip and I hope I don't crash (Skrrt), crash yea

She be all on my line, don't be texting her back, yuh

Baby I'm past ya

I don't want love from that bitch, from that ho

I might just block her when I get home

But easier than that I might just go ghost

I don't be trying lil nigga I coast (What?)

Just got a bad little bitch from the coast

She liking my swag, how I'm rocking these clothes

She think she a locksmith, keep my heart closed

I don't really like that bitch no more

And my gang we could come light it up, check the score (Frah)

Yeah had to let yo' ass know (Bah)

Who is the goat in this ho? (Me)

I just be playing my role (Hee)

Mac 11, a beam on the pole (Fee)

Point it at him and he froze up

Diamonds all on my wrist got me froze up (Ice)

And I think that she talked to my bros, fuck (Why?)

How can I fumble a ho I don't want when I never wanted that thot?

I used to stare at the clock, wondering how much time do I got?

Then a young nigga got out the blocks

Young nigga went to the bank made deposit

Ima go score, I ain't talking composite

She wanna come over here get to slobbing

Shoot this shit down like I'm Robin-hood

She was asking me how I been, good

That little nigga been popping, should

Y'all sound like some haters

I'm dying to live, I'm trying to live, yuh

Ain't doing no favors

I'm handling bis', it is what it is, yuh

Can't talk to you later

I'm-I'm a young nigga I'm all about bags (all about bags), bags (Bags)

Can't waste no time gotta get to it fast, yuh huh, fast (Phew)

Ima hop in that whip and I hope I don't crash (Skrrt), crash yea

She be all on my line, don't be texting her back, yuh

Baby I'm past ya

I don't want love from that bitch, from that ho

I might just block her when I get home

But easier than that I might just go ghost

I don't be trying lil nigga I coast (What?)

Just got a bad little bitch from the coast

She liking my swag, how I'm rocking these clothes

She think she a locksmith, keep my heart closed

I don't really like that bitch no more

Just left the stu' and my speakers on flames

She liking me but I'm out of her range

I just walked into the bank, in the safe

She liking me cause she said she feel safe

I cannot slow, gotta keep going up (Up)

T-Took a lil break now I'm back in the cut

And they got afraid cause I been cutting up

But I'm feeling like I ain't doing enough

Horns on her head I think her name Maleficent

There ain't no way that this shawty is heaven-sent

He doing tricks, just tryna stay relevant

Popping my shit, they say that I'm excellent

Running through reds, don't care 'bout the rules

I'm in her head, I'm making her drool

I'm number one, I think I'm the ruler

This money and funds is making me cooler (Yeah)