Afterlife

[Intro]
(LavishThatsTooHot, LavishThatsTooHot)
It's Thirty (What up, Lavish?)
You ain't on my level, nigga, you ain't havin' motion
Huh, I'm in—
Huh, you can't call me twin, like

[Verse]
Huh, if you ain't up a hunnid' K, then you can't call me twin
Huh, I'm honest, I told my bitch that I like all her friends
Huh, when you work the job I got, ain't no callin' in
Huh, if you doin' bad for a reason, it's not called a sin
Huh, my brother always out trappin', sometimes I call to see 'em
Huh, my BM think my feelings fucked, I got a hard demeanor
Huh, my nigga Blade always in Chase, it's kinda hard to meet him
Huh, I cannot kick it for free, it cost to a car to see me
Huh, they tried to smoke me, I can't leave without my pipe again
Huh, lil' bro a GOAT, he out here hittin' plays at night again
Huh, you wanna cash a Chase gifty? You gotta Chime it in
Huh, I sat on the bench long enough, bitch, it's that time again
Huh, please don't call my phone unless you got a dime to spend
After my brother spin your block, that's when mine'll spin
Huh, let a nigga run up on me, he gon' die again
If you can't truck the nigga that's in front of you, then you should dive it in
Hm, I like to talk the shit off top, I don't rely on pens
If I'm puttin' some on my brother name, it's true, I'm not gon' lie on him
Hm, all my pockets stuffed with shit, who got a wipe on them?
Huh, lil' bro just killed a whole squad, he got a wipe on him
Huh, you can't be a star and shine if you still in the hood
'Cause when they start seein' thousands, you have to kill the hood
Huh, right now my Drac' look kinda weird 'cause I just peeled the wood
Hm, if you was in my car alike, you would've steered it good
Huh, every night I pop a Oxy 'cause the feelin' good
Hm, I told my doctor I'm too high right now, I'm feelin' good
Huh, yo' nigga fucked, he in my ashtray tryna steal a 'Wood
Hm, I can't tell these niggas stop, I know they'll still'll do it
Hm, I just don't rap like this, I really act like this
Huh, got a flashlight switch, don't gotta rack my shit
Hm, I know my head fucked up as fuck, who got it wrapped like this
Hm, I got my hair done last night, that's why I'm pattin' my shit
Huh, niggas found my crib off the whip, I'm finna wrap my shit
Huh, all my bullets hit, they think I gave Pat my shit
Huh, can't get no ashes on my pants, I gotta pat my shit
I got a flight I gotta take in three hours, I still ain't pack my shit
Huh, if you tryna trap in the L, you gotta come see me
I'll slide through your hood with six niggas in a 1-3-3
Hm, I know it's money on my phone when it bump, beep-beep
Huh, all he did was shoot a house, you went and plugged three sinks
Huh, I'm not the average type, I flip bags at night
Huh, he tried to grab my ice, he in the afterlife
Huh, you can't get in here with me if you ain't blast a pipe
I might not put my hands on a ho, but I'll drag a dike
Huh, I can't stay out late tonight, I gotta see my doctor
I'm not gon' let you throw me off, I gotta keep my posture
Hm, I got noodles for myself, my daughters eatin' pasta
Huh, you niggas cut my side open like a pizza pocket
Huh, the Drac' to heavy for me right now, so I need to Glock-it
Nobody comin' through that door, so you don't need to lock it
Lil' bro just called and said he pissed, go sale some weed about it
Hm, I will smoke you right now and won't think about it

[Outro]
Like, literally
Real Money Counter, MINE shit, bitch-ass nigga
It's Thirty