Stay ft. Cari P Lyrics

Questions I'm always asked, before I throw on my bag

Tank empty but ian never low on tha gas

6 in tha front ian never smoking no 6lack

I know it's potent relax, And

Niggas always stealin' tha steez

I been a joker so I always got a trick up my sleeve

I'm good a poker When I poke her, she ion't think ima leave

And then I ghost her

She kept askin' me to stay to much

She ain't love me til I bald thats how Ye screwed up

Yea

Still kicking it tha way I do

Ian never met a bitch I need I can't say I do

They think I fought in UFC I make these shorties submit

Ima need like 80 thousand for I call it legit

Shorty screamed and then left out I guess she callin' it quits

Yea

Breakin' bars

Shorties online they thinkin' I'm makin' calls

Told her I'm tha plug for me she might take a charge

Killin' pussy my only crime and I'm still at large

Kill a pussy and do that time I can't take that loss

Bro gon' knock you off

Ima mutha fuggin' boss

Talkin' bout she prego, All this mutha fuggin' sauce

And I stay in polo ian never wore Lacoste

Yea

Now she thinkin' I'm boujee

Fugg I look like rappin' on a track what I do to tha coochie

Niggas always talkin' but it's cap they ain't gettin' no coochie

Niggas say they do it to tha max I'm just thinkin' they goofy

Tryina show out in concert

Stackin' til I pull up in a Bentley, like fonzworth

Stack until it's bout a quarter mil in my moms purse

Been pulling up that's before the gym

You know the vert crazy I been above the rim

Success always fueled my tank you can ask slim

Naw don't ask slim

Shit I been rolling like the rolling 60's

If I ever need to po up Flee po up with me

I've been searching for this money and it showed up quickly

Evidently

I been out the gutter

She ask me for protection but I been outta rubbers

She asked for my favorite move so I gave her a stunner

She said remember who I am before she go undercover

I remember baby

I swear my life is legit

I turned 50 to 100

Rack for rack then you quit

Turned a mustang to a foreign

Ain't no way I'm the shit

You turned a zip to a eighth, And ain't make no proft

I keep flexing on these niggas you can tell by steez

We always taking niggas bitches so they calling us thieves

Told shorty she a rat and I can tell by her weave

Ok get the fuck out that's how I tell them to leave

Every time you see me in the club t'd up

Catch me on a off day counting feet up

You ain't really in the field nigga put yo cleats up

I fucked yo bitch in car and told her push the seat up

Thought I was done but I'm back rapping

Told my daddy I can't stop until I see a different tax bracket

Been making money but I need mo

Cleaned my plate now I need yours

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