Wrld Lyrics

Seeing that boy going out sad is motherfuckin' sad to see

Michael Jackson this shit is real bad, he living a fantasy

I took his bitch for the second time, man, I get it, I know that he mad at me

So no wonder he jacking my style when he chilling alone, man, that nigga a fan of me

It's always only been a family

Ain't no lame nigga splitting no band with me

You gon' die boy, I swear ain't no playing with me

Talkin' bout chess moves, but this ain't no game to me

Get off my dick man, it seem like you gay to me

Still got that sauce that I give all you niggas for free

You not with the guys, boy, you not with the G's

They was begging for methods, they was saying please

Still with the gang that I started off with I can never ever switch sides

Niggas get blinded by clout and the frame, then you watch how that nigga start living a lie

I don't give a fuck about none of that shit if you ain't cutting checks then I'm cutting ties

Broke bitch, she can't get her dime

where was y'all when I was really down?

I was down big, eating the noodles, bitch I had no fucking spice

Just with my nigga, wasn't enough so he had to go eat the rice

How I got to this level?, you gotta know this shit came with a fucking price

Yes, bitch, I'm the hottest, no cooling down but I wanna just rock the ice

Nigga say he dropped a mixtape, bitch nobody outchea wanna heard that

Lil thottie say turn it off, we can't listen to you, that shit so ass

Her boyfriend at work, man I hit from the back and I'm smoking that good gas

I hop in the whip with I like two of my twins and this shit going too fast

They just be big in the country but with my shit I take over the world

No entertaining the bullshit coming for mines, nigga fuck what you heard

And you know I got it on, yeah I'm smoking that gas, feeling fly with the birds

Smoke on my opps like I smoke on a bag, this shit smell like a turd

You not a threat bitch, I can't take you serious, get kicked to the curb

Ain't shit that I really remember but I know the money occurs

Always come clutch for my brothers cause you know I stick to my word

My demons gon' put in the work

That's your bitch she gon' fuck me and flirt

Got know how it feels in that skirt

She want me she know I'm bout to flourish