DRAWS

Yeah, uh
Uzoma, come here

Somebody tell me: Sit down, I'm a dawg
Came with some money, I left with her drawers
They like: No GPS, I get lost
Keep your number, I'm never gon' call (yeah)
I keep it player, you know I'm a kicker
I'm kickin' shit like a ball
By myself, poppin' shit at the mall
I ain't worried 'bout niggas at all

I ain't duckin' shit but broke niggas and the law (yes, sir)
Paper chasin' broke bitches, get 'em off (woo-ooh)
And we ain't never had shit, look at the car
A nigga could've bought a crib for what it cost
The police, they keep hatin' (yeah)
I know she ain't love me so I prolly bought hеr a cheap bracelet
Hoes say the love you today, have a whole 'nother bae in a weekend, it's crazy
Hm (Hm), I wonder why my bitch get mad when I pull up to the crib with Mercedes (with who?)
I'm talkin' 'bout a Benz, lil' nigga
Match with the whip, twins, lil' nigga (okay)
Back in it, hop out with two irons (lt's go)
I don't listen to niggas, got mute on
Heard that rap nigga don't know how to use his
I know how to use mine (go)

Somebody tell me: Sit down, I'm a dawg
Came with some money, I left with her drawers
They like: No GPS, I get lost
Keep your number, I'm never gon' call (yeah)
I keep it player, you know I'm a kicker
I'm kickin' shit like a ball (that's what I kick)
By myself, poppin' shit at the mall (yeah, nigga, let's go)
I ain't worried 'bout niggas at all