W2LEEZY (feat. YK Osiris) [REMIX]

I could pull up in a Bugatti

If my **** shoot you what you gon' do 'bout it

Pullin' up in a new 'Rari

I got bitches who tell me they love me

It's too crowded

And I'm keepin' like two shotties

Cullin' these ****, they funny, like who plottin'?

Might go flex in an ooh-nani

Used to have twenty, not enough to blow it

****, like who gon' did it?

I be like too clutch with it

And a bitch, I can't stay stuck with it

She gon' play me, don't fall in love with it

Only fuckin' with these bad bitches

Had to drop her 'cause she was whack with it

And they mad 'cause I'm gettin' bags, ****

Had to switch on couple brodies talkin' bad on me

Fuck all the opps comin' up, tryna be friends

They see the money I'm makin' like I ain't worried 'bout a ****

Who peepin'

Pocket watchin' like a pussy

They see the money that we spend on the weekends

I'm just kill 'em with numbers

A young **** runnin' shit like a demon

They say they love me but hate me

I'm, I'm, I'm the BX where **** go apeshit

I'm from the city where **** do murder scenes

Pullin' up in some Bape shit

All black, all black

You say you love me but I hear you hatin'

This flow ain't basic

Ben tryna copy but you cannot make this

Now that I'm poppin', I'm doin' whatever

I fell in love with a ho, I regret her

It don't even fuckin' matter 'cause I could just fuck on her cousin

In a new Gucci sweater

Skrrtin' off in a foreign

Yeah, word to Leezy

Gon' suck me and then I'ma dead her

Cuttin' off lot of ****

I been that, keep the chopper loaded, brodie with that

And since a youngun', I knew how to grip that

So I know  when the chopper gon' kick back

I don't chill with these ****, don't kick back

Evidently my **** don't hit that

Yeah, I fucked her one time, I don't miss that

She keep callin' my phone, I don't hit that

Yeah, motherfucker, I been that

Any **** gon' touch me, I slid that

Fuck all the opps comin' up, tryna be friends

They see the money I'm makin' like I ain't worried 'bout a ****

Who peepin'

Pocket watchin' like a pussy

They see the money that we spend on the weekends

I'ma just kill 'em with numbers

A young **** runnin' shit like a demon

They say they love me but hate me, I'm

Can't show me love and hate me at the same time

Say like you can't fuck with lames and still claim you all mine

Can't get caught up 'cause you know that it's my time

White side tryna kill my dreams

But it's always my same kind

I ain't hearin' what they talkin' 'bout

Man, I switched it up and and took another route

Prayed to God that I made it out

'Cause my mama never gotta struggle now

Same girl tryna fuck on me

'Cause they see a **** gettin' money now

Told my dad, pull the rubbers out

Take a look around, it's just us now

Oh, it's just us now

Man down, man down, man down

Stay down, stay down, you love me more

I could pull up in a Bugatti

If my **** shoot you what you gon' do 'bout it?

Pullin' up in a new 'Rari

I got bitches who tell me they love me

It's too crowded

And I'm keepin' like two shotties

Cullin' these ****, they funny, like who plottin'?

Might go flex in an ooh-nani

Used to have twenty, not enough to blow it

****, like

Two 'bout me, yeah

I cannot say so, yeah

Cuttin' off lot of ****

I been that, keep the chopper loaded, brodie with that

I ain't wastin' no time in holdin' on, I, I, I, yeah

Eh, I, yeah, uh, uh, lil' Rarri

Lil' Rarri

Yeah, yeah, lil' Rarri

****, it look right here, lil' Rarri