Cases Pending

[Intro]
Still signed to the scale, nigga
It's LoLife
(Aye Tana, Fye That Shit Up)
Motherfuckin' Blacc

[Verse 1]
Scale this, sell that, send your addy, mail that
Couple cases pending, bitch, they thought I fell back
Shout out to that kitchen, I just want me a Hellcat
Still on Godby Rd, with the load where I make sales at
I treat the stick like segregation, it just holds you down
Huh, Siri, hit the road, she make the sale, turn back around
This bitch been listening to Marion, she wanna hold me down
Got couple cases pending, like conspiracy, but there's somе bowls around
Genuine and trap sir servе the same OG
Bitch, it's LoLife, count it up, six figures, still ain't change me
Shout out to Armisha, she the one who made and raised me
Bitch, I'm from the west side, southside, Godby Rd, it payed me
Apply for the passport, first stop, Putaconom
Until I get it, I got them bowls, I'm servin' aunts and uncles
We got that white, we call it t shirts or archie bunkle
I treat the box like Paul George, and I just shoot the jumper

[Verse 2]
For the cash, I'm going longitude or latitude
I turned this bitch up, she had the nerve to have a attitude
Asked this bitch a question like, "shit, where's your gratitude?"
Deuce or wock, a blunt of Sprinklez, I'm in a better mood
Social stuffing with the profit, hit Amines' and bought the Ruger
Reaching for my chain, mistake, I'm the grim reaper fool
I grabbed the Glock and hit his ass up top, I bet he never move
Flew to Houston, spent 30k on a damn smile
In the trap, I'm making plays, feel good, like I'm Jane Brown
It's your time, we here, for a week, this ain't no turn around
Two men in the truck, we hit your spot and then unload the pound
It's Mr. 448, no favors and no handouts
Clock in to the spot, and I won't leave until I sell out
'Member when I was broke as fuck, stressin', couldn't afford a bill
Took a flight, got some' to sell, bitch, I'm signed to the scale

[Outro]
(Aye Tana, Fye That Shit Up)