Past Lives Lyrics

If you hang with me, you better hope you get that cash right

I be getting to the bag, I'm trying to live these past lives

Bad bitches with the leggings, and they know they ass tight

Hit them with the lemon squeeze, sounding like it's bagpipes

Any hoe that I'm with, they know I'm not sharing mine

Hit that boy with the ax, feeling like I'm Clementine

But they better not act up, cause they work for me

Yea they work for me

If that boy talking tough, you know I'ma pull up

I be in my Mazerade, doing hella donuts

Hit that girl from the back, make her do the toe touch

Yea you know I told them, that I am the coldest

If they want to clap back, I'll pull up with a mask

They see the clout, now they want to get the cash

She gone do what I say, I don't even got to ask

Her friend talking tough, yea that girl got too much sass

They think I'm talking but, I'm really gone to get 'em torched

My ni**as in the back, moving products off the porch

I'm jumping out the gym, yea I'm jumping off the court

That little girl, yea she a whore

If you hang with me, you better hope you get that cash right

I be getting to the bag, I'm trying to live these past lives

Bad bitches with the leggings, and they know they ass tight

Hit them with the lemon squeeze, sounding like it's bagpipes

Any hoe that I'm with, they know I'm not sharing mine

Hit that boy with the ax, feeling like I'm Clementine

But they better not act up, cause they work for me

Yea they work for me

I can make a hundred k, in a day

Ni**as always talking, they all up in my face

Leave them in the grass, oh leave them in the hay

Yea leave them all with the snakes

Where the hoes at, yea you know we always looking

Need to get some shows started, someone tell me where's the bookings

That boy a bum, yea that boy he is a rookie

Hit him with the FN, nobody's gone to whoop me

I'm not in my prime, but I still look seasoned

Ni**as always hating on me, for no reason

They gone be hating, until they see me bleeding

Then we they see that, they gone be geeking

If you hang with me, you better hope you get that cash right

I be getting to the bag, I'm trying to live these past lives

Bad bitches with the leggings, and they know they ass tight

Hit them with the lemon squeeze, sounding like it's bagpipes

Any hoe that I'm with, they know I'm not sharing mine

Hit that boy with the ax, feeling like I'm Clementine

But they better not act up, cause they work for me

Yea they work for me