Introoo Lyrics

Old bitch she keep begging

Keep on cryin tryna get my attention

Smokin zips in es new hoodie, innocent's edition

Keep 'em blues on me, like my crip niggas

They come n get ya

Money signs, any time I pop up

I'm too official

Bloody crimes, told y'all boys stop kidding, now they finna hit you

All em lies, y'all ain't really tough, nigga here's a tissue

Stop et cryin, cause when that blitz come them boys Gon fucking hit you

Nah fuck et line, keep on cryin, keep on dyin, we Gon see who really lyin

We Gon see who outside

I came back to city, smoked a blunt then I walked outside

Left the party, & the hoes came with us

They fuckin on sight

Called bro like wyo tn, I'm tryna have a money fight

I'm tryna see if God gon have my back if I drink 90 lines

Count my blessings ahunnid times

Keep my drink shit above da line

She hate it when I fucking rhyme

But moneys always on my mind

And I can't even stop lying

2 3 4 hoes on my line

Can't talk to dem hoes all the time

So when I'm back whoever hit back first is getting all of mine

Damn Ter why you so fuckin fine

She texted me that last night

When I was w my bitch I tried to play blind

She like to fuck in FaceTime

But I like how she get on top n ride

Too Ter, Too dripped, Too hip, w ya bitch

Extended clip, ruthless, shit leave you toothless

In the bottom of the bottom nigga where they like to do shit

In the trap w the pounds, hell yea we like to move shit

Kill 'em in silence, left erbody clueless

In Miami w da gang, & I'm like where da roof went

Take a Molly ease his pain, yea yea he too lit

Think I'm going insane, summer walker how you do es

Ima nigga always show up late

Ets just how we do shit

Flew a bad bitch out to cali

Ocean made her sea sick

I jus pulled out my dick

She Gon suck my pp

I just pull it out n count

I swear I hate to repeat