Pat Mahomes Lyrics

Yeah I do this shit for me, can't nobody hold me back

I can't dap these niggas hands, I'm too busy holding racks

Yeah, I went and did my shit, now she running, want me back

Everything I do, be out of love, nobody owe me jack

I be dodging her, I be giving hell to her cat

I can't let a bitch come to my home, I'm a chief like Pat

Yeah I hardly passed my wood, you know I'm chiefin' on this pack

Yeah barely celebrate, on my back, ain't had no pat

Yeah, all my bitches love me, I can't see em ever leaving me

Rocking fear of God, I'm at the jeweler, buying Jesus piece

I'm forever grinding, I been running off these fumes for weeks

I can't hang with niggas, penny-pinching, Mr. Crabs cheap

She went and got a BBL, but you can tell her ass cheap

Man, if I ain't in the lab for seven days, it been a bad week

I always played it smart, they try to laugh at me

The shit these niggas doing, can't believe it, shit be blasphemy

My lil' bitch, she a rider, cutthroat, and she a blast for me

Nigga, I'm like Bron in Miami, aye just pass the heat

The only way I'm signing Times Ten a hundred racks at least

Niggas always talking like they got it, everything on lease

I am not no hippie, you try me, I swear it won't be peace

I just get my money, stay low-key, like this the route for me

Mhmm like this the route for me

I just get my money, stay low-key, like this the route for me

Yeah, I do this shit for me, can't nobody hold me back

I can't dap these niggas up, I'm too busy holding racks

Yeah, I went and did my shit and now she running, want me back

Everything I do, be out of love, nobody owe me jack