succession Lyrics

I got pimpin' in my bloodline

At T&T scouting bitches like the combine

Tryna get my money longer than the club line

Ridin' around, no insurance, ducking one time

Days was dark, I made a lil flip, saw the sunshine

I just bought some thousand dollar kicks with a punchline

Gave yo girlfriend the boot, got her tongue tied

Lil' deuce-a-deuce for you tough guys

Hate I gotta boss up and get a bag without you

It's gon' feel like niggas hit the cafe without you

In the mirror to myself, like I'm glad I found you

Smoking on my ex-pack, I got halfs and ounces

Yeah, I'm in the club, posted up

You can't take this shit, when you die, throw it up

Bitch so thick, I wish bro could hold me up

Jeweler did you bold as fuck

I can't even hold you up

Take a rat and mold her up

Say her pussy get wet when I rev the motor up

Doggy hit me 'bout his bitch, I just throw my shoulders up

I don't know where baby at

I was cappin, saying that

Putting dick all on her ribs, Nigga want his baby back

I need my neck and wrist chilly

Cut a psh off, oh well, free Willy

Snatching off her lace, I can see her Meek Millys

I can see the seats filling

Wouldn't let me slam saw me up, did a 360

I don't know why I can't keep a bitch, but I keep blicky

At the table by myself, you can't eat with me

If the bitch can't play a role, she ain't seen with me

Boss player in my genes, and it's blue and green in 'em