WHAT HAPPENS AFTER Lyrics

Ayy, Tia's a lil' baby Smokin' salsa to my motherfuckin' lung collapse

Told you I want that bitch, you can go ahead and take her back

I'm in the back of that Cadillac with like four old max

If you don't wanna pull it, then go ahead and just pass me the strap

Baby I know you like to cuddle, but I really like to trap

I'm up in the boot, doin' lap, treat it just like track

I'm up in the mall, I'm hittin' demons, I don't care, just throw it in the bag

I don't think you ran it up like me, that's a big tag

Dude said he drop some music, really, I'm not hearin' that

They tryna be like me, they really can't, and that's really sad

Yeah, I was doin' that for a lil' bit, now I'm in a different bag

I'm really too fed, I can't tell that's why I'm makin' mad

Got a chick two states away, I call her when I land

Yeah, yeah, yeah, she got that wet, wet, I'm tryna dive in

I can't just hit it once, baby, I'm tryna hit it again

Till I meet me at the trap spot, I'm bout' to go in

But if you wanna watch me cook, I got a charge like ten

Makin' money around this bitch, you smell her when you walk in

If you don't understand, you really can't be my friend

Really don't like these rappers, run like hands, shake your hand

She say that I'm her favorite dude, she love it when I'm mad

I know she just like the guac, she love it that I'm cashin

I'm in a convert with her model hoes, we goin' to the mansion

Talkin' to my baby in the Benz, rap just your etiquette

I know that you rat shit, I'll turn you to a princess

In high school, I was ditchin' class while I woulda been best dressin

I hit Louis Gucci, Crowne, Hart, then I made a mess

Rap is like a class, and all of y'all just fit the test

We just run you like a lab, now all you lookin' past

And I roll that Zaza up, I don't even puff past

Unless I'm with my fan, then you know that we gon' never end

I just ran a ride, I ran it back, could I do it again

They wonder when I be fallin' off, it's never happenin

You should go and get your money up instead of yappin' it

This chick wanna get my number, rockin' Cody Sanderson