12am In Mobile Lyrics

I spot a bag ain't no waiting let's jump in that

That Nigga cap he rat I ain't bumping that

My sneaky link hate when I'm late Eli where the fuck you at

He in his feels bout a bitch bro must want her back

Bitch I came her to fuck no I ain't tryna sleep

No I can't cuddle up with this hoe she a treesh

She said she got man ok that's fine with me

Wallet look like the Bible I ain't tryna preach

Leg room in the Tesla I like my shit roomie

Yo girlfriend a groupie she saw I was hot now the bitch wanna do me

Yea she wanna screw me I block the bitch number keep sending me nudies

Hundred racks in the bag getting stuffed in my ksubies my life like a movie

And I see the hate from niggas that I love

Niggas dissing on twitter keep sending me subs

Cougar bitch wanna cuff me she say I'm her cub

Made it rain in this bitch threw thousand in dubs

My new bitch ain't nurse this hoe don't fuck with scrubs

Her cat fatter than Garfield it get wetter than floods

I get closer to god the more I'm taking drugs

Nah I'm straight

My new crib got a pool in the back with a lake

Never seen him with bitches be real are you gay?

Must be higher than ever if she think we date

This bitch told me nut in her I came on her face

Like a teacher PT just be handing out pape

I ain't shit hoe I get it we know this you late

Is it really that hard to be real and not fake

I been up making money I can't take a break

Nigga six plus two yea yo hoe got ate

Everyday I wake up plan on the breaking the bank

Do me wrong once then it's over you stamped

Hella sticks on the floor niggas thinking we camp

This bitch wanna suck my ass dry she vamp

Diamonds hitting my neck lighting like a lamp

Niggas be broke I just can't get along with em

Niggas be Pooh I just can't make a song with em

Shawty annoying stop hitting my phone nigga

Prolly gone fuck if they leave me alone with her

She ran off with my heart so now I dog em all

In this wide body posted up like Marc Gasol

Once I fuck that's enough you can't even get a call

Told the cops I ain't see it I went blind like Saul

NYC fashion week nigga dripped in the latest

Double cup full of what I don't know medication

Pockets full of white men i love Benjamin Franklin

Threw a stack on her ass it ain't shit told her shake it

Back to back in them cats me and bro tryna race it

Treat my dick like a blunt told her pull up and face it

Let's be real I'm so close the top I can taste it

I'm so up i could make every day a vacation

Fuck around put yo homeboy soul in these runtz

She can't stay once nut kick her out like a punt

Eight of wock to the face got me leaning I'm slumped

Nevermind boy I'm tripping the lean got me crunk