My Image Lyrics

She don't post how she move, yeah (post how she move)

You gotta catch her, way too busy

Her schedule horrific

She way too in it (way too in it)

And my wave too litty (huh uhuh huh)

I be the one like a penny

Dese niggas not wise no penny

They tried to clown my vision

Now they wan clone my image

I put my arm out wit it

Why cuz dat bitch cost a ticket

Look at the flick of the wristy

Dat shìt just way to pissy

Okay let's vibe, she wanna be one of mine

But she don't want nun on the side

I know in yo head you right

But we gotta be 'one of minds'

Fuck it let's talk bout it next time

Ima hop out with a tech nine

Nigga talm bout he gone wreck mine

Bitch i'm too hard like a erectile

Pause like a muh-fucking time out

Court-side on camera when time out

They tryna peep what we talm bout

Told her my love decaying (DK) like 'Seahawk'

I gotta new plug gone come by and meet y'all

Hold that shit down my brudda don't fall off

My barber wun cutting paid a hunnit to big dog

He ain't een cut no more heads that boy took off

Swear to God ian even lying (ian een lying)

No Jared Golf

Got on my jewelry at Marriott

I'm on the go ion park a lot, don't got no need for no parking lot

I'm on the move, what the fuck is they talking bout

Like apps i log em out, you absent no calling out

Brodie might walk a mile, just to go walk em down

Shawty might walk a mile, just to go walk em down

Tell him she back in town, wanna come back around

Turning her back around, cuz she want him to beat it down

Telling her beat it now, cuz homie done skeeted now

And he don't even see her now

She don't post how she move, yeah (post how she move)

You gotta catch her, way too busy

Her schedule horrific

She way too in it (way too in it)

And my wave too litty (huh uhuh huh)

I be the one like a penny

Dese niggas not wise no penny

They tried to clown my vision

Now they wan clone my image

Why they wanna clone my image

I gotta bone for the bitches

Shawty come lick it

I did her wrong i admit

But i gotta chrome heart im freezing

Moncler my beanie

I'm charged up Keenan; Alley ooping

All the beats and this fashion music

A passion to it

And i got loui

And i need more ends

Not no more friends, not no more tens

I got plenty, fire bitches fire man

Snakes ina the grass wrap around ya head like a bandan

Ya don't cut the grass that's a bad plan

Ima mad man, not a bad man

Rubber band man i need bands man

Selling molly water san tan man

Natural not no Bandman

Yeah straight up and down like a hand stand

Yeah blow her around like a fan man

Yee she tryna hang wit the gang and

Yeah she tryna say Zo flame twin

Yeah twin flame im teacher her like sensei