Garden Of Eden

[Intro]
(And we gonna blow that fuckin' truck back to Colombia)
Yeah (Hey, hey)
Go, go (Go, go)

[Hook]
Shawty, I really hope you, I just had to let you know
That I got you for life, I'm takin' you to Pluto
Beam on the Glock so he know
Fuck around, you gon' get gone
I don't really play around
Play around, then we knock him down

[Chorus]
Walk in this bitch, ah, ah
I'm like, baby girl how you doin'
Sippin' on Phat, sippin' on the fluid
Every lil' thing I do is so fluent
All of this money, baby, its fluent
All of these diamonds on me goin' stupid
Nah, for real

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I really hope my brother make that bail
When that boy come home we in that 'Cat, screamin' "Fuck twelve"
All I care about is money, first thing I ask if she got Wells
Never gave a fuck about no bitch, never in my feels
You ain't gon' never catch me ever lackin'
Glock on my side, bitch, so you know I'm packin'
Finna' be in the O wit' my gang bitch so you know we havin'
Now let a lil' pussy boy try me, I'ma put you in the casket, yeah
(And we gonna blow that fucking truck back to Colombia)

[Verse 2]
Hope you know, hope you know
Girl, I hope you know, hope you know
I ain't fuckin' with that fake shit, boy, that's not gone
Put my brother on ya ass, have him gon' wipe yo nose
Ah, ah, and that's fasho'
What I say in my songs, that's fasho'
Don't try to play me like a hoe, boy, I ain't no fuckin' clone
I been doin' this wit' the same folks, yeah, that's fasho'
And it ain't my fault that my voice deep, nah, for real
Sorry I sound like him and him, but that's just me
But I been too tapped in, you don't even know me
I don't do it for social media, that's not me
So why you speakin' on the boy, you even know D
Stop talkin' out ya fuckin' top in that lil' mouth piece
Yeah, I got his bitch givin' me top and she on both knees
Yeah, I don't fuck wit' these dudes, boy, that's the old me

[Outro]
Hey, yeah
Ah, ah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, ah
(And we gonna blow that fuckin' truck back to Colombia)