IDEKWHATTOCALLTHIS Lyrics

At midnight, pockets open, but the bank closed Tryna see which one these nasty bitches let

me unload First price, gotta be just right, just don't

go too over she wanna fuck me anyway, don't play yourself

it's been global Tryna see the world, And take my drugs, you know

I'm gettin' older Got a gun card, but still riding, dirty in the case

I been on ya On the E-Way, we still rob ya

Fuck it, we just hit the shoulder Yeah, I'm always high, don't smoke that shit

It's just a nigga Oder Room full of ass and, straight smoke, just Bury

Me in the corner I don't got no License, I still drag race

My bro, Daytona They gon' try Me any way they lookin

Think a nigga on that, get to Actin' different It's that Tito's Mixed up with the cognac

Love a pretty bitch, that get nasty She wanna shake her ass, well, I Compliment

Them ass cheeks Yeah, I'm Fascinated, but I gotta see the

Mouthpiece don't Know who Taught you that, but I like my shit

Hit the throat, please

I'm on that, yea, uh I want no rent It or no note, please

You gon' see the day I pop out, Ghost, make your nose bleed

They'll walk you down, walkin' Out the door and take your Benz Keys

I'm gon' rock the show, cause They know sleep, he used to be Me

I'm gon' pop my shit, I feel like Mitch before the envy

I'm gon' talk my shit, that's why Your bitch, she like to hear me

I don't know, she might want Something new, that's what I Hearing

It's been scary times, but I still Pray, cause God gon' feel me

Lungs inhaling lungs , Yeah I Share my gun, uh, why It's dirty if

Bro, can't save a life, that shit just Dumb, uh

Went up on the funds, uh, my Heart goin' numb

Fuck your feelings, you weren't Holdin' back when I was holdin' My tongue

Don't gotta say a word, cause bro Gon' hop out, actin' like Trump

Don't gotta say a word, cause bro gon' hop out, leave you SlumpT

Ain't no due division, you can't Compare to only one

I got a Superstition Bears, need Cheerleaders on the front

This joint on my fifty, but I got Tillman' and ah Cutler' in it

Told you don't act surprised, you See big sleep all in that Cullinan'

I don't want your sister, give me Your cousin, she look nasty with It

I still kick your door and crack a Skull and let your mama witness

Told you say it again, so when You die, can't question why I did It

She gon' suck me dry, then use Some spit to bring it back again

Grew up in a kitchen, I know Dirty mixed, with culinary

Tryna give bro sentence, we gon' Flee off to another area

We been on the network, sent few Few hundred to the commissary

I'm gon' check ah bag, and that's Regardless, cause it's necessary