LMAO

Just like the apple, his body drop down Cost him his soul, now he's slumped in the ground

She got me fucked up, I'ma go mess around With all of the bitches that all want me now

I see her staring with a clowny ass frown She mad at me now, bitch, you need to pipe down

Left to the bank, I'ma make all my millions With or without you, gon' get momma billions

She gon' be proud, I'ma pray for her healing We gon' be good, no need for all that stealing

I'ma do me, bitch, ain't no need for killing I'ma be happy with all of my millions

You know I'm good, I don't care about feelings You know I'm good, I don't need no one's billings

I'ma take momma places no one visit Gon' take my brothers with me, we gon' live it

Get pips a car, with a check, seven digits Pray on my downfall it's all good, I'm chillin

Next girl I'm with, I'ma make sure she with it Check after check, I'ma prove that I'm living