STILL SINNING Lyrics

I cant choose

I got all these bad bitches round me

Dirty money

Helicopters

SHIT !

I'm surrounded

I was quiet never talked no shit but now I pop it

Lying to them motherfucking folks what's in ya wallet

Imma bag chasing nigga

I got bad bitches sinning

Think I'm going blind I see sad niggas in here

I can't tell the time cause my watch never ticking

Another thousand yard season balling George Pickens

I just called you out let's see how far it go

I might kick her out if I wake up and the bitch don't iron my clothes

Think I graduated we don't pour duces we just pour fours

You call that hoe your wifey

My bedroom she performing

I pray to god I hope you hear me out because I'm sinning

These niggas they be jealous I keep winning

I been the man since 17 put stars upon my pendant

This 4x4 is tinted

I told you 5 percentage

It might mess up my vision

They say I got some ego

Me and Kobe

Greg

We was 11 bumping migos

Can't tell me shit about my brothers bitch I'm like we know

Watch I up that fucking switch I'm busting like a pee hole

I'm cutting every bitch off who ain't invest in me tho

Of course I think about ya

Of course I reign without ya

Of course I came without ya

I brought that lame up out ya

I brought that pain without ya

This generation fried of course I got tainted options

She talking bout a date

Bitch I'm thinking bout a mill

You rather go back outside or get married in the hills?

I told her she lost her damn mind this how I pay my bills

You don't live my damn life can't tell me how I feel

I said we gonna make it you gotta be patient

Ya'll could have my old bitch she was to damn basic

Yeah she broke my heart couple times had to face it

I'm the catch what the fuck I look like doing chasing

Imma bag chasing nigga

I got bad bitches sinning

Think I'm going blind I see sad niggas in here

I can't tell the time cause my watch never ticking

Another thousand yard season balling George Pickens

I just called you out let's see how far it go

I might kick her out if I wake up and the bitch don't iron my clothes

Think I graduated we don't pour duces we just pour fours

You call that hoe your wifey

My bedroom she performing