Cheating on Wifey

[Chorus: MoStack]
If I sleep with my gun is that cheating on wifey? (Ah)
I have to, these niggas don't like me
I don't mind a likkle passa or a likkle drama
Pull up with your gang, I do it how you want tah
See I don't really speak, I just (Mmm, hmm, hmm)
You ain't really street boy (Mmm, hmm, hmm)
My gyal wanna get the (Mmm, hmm, hmm)
Give her that look like (Mmmm-hmm)

[Verse 1: Krept]
(Gyal-gyal-gyal) Gyal want gifts, sorry not bank (Bank)
One question, are you gonna off pant?
Man's hot topic
Adam, Ishmael, Ibrahim, sorry I'm just counting the profit
Big long coat when I enter
Wait (Wait), I think I'm the black Arsène Wenger
Aim at your center, tell me where your friends are
The ting went rrrah but the man can't rrremember
Got a couple malis, that don't do ragar
Got no sabr, big fucking hammer
And they always ask me the same damn question
Should I stab with dagger or shoot make splatter?
Something dangerous in the night bag
I came with a crazy looking white lad
He looks kinda Irish, straped for a fivish
And he's on joints Arthritis, ay
Tell that gyal this is mink get your hand off
Real like Ramos, Greece like Kavos
Swap your flat from her jewels if I knock a couple grand off
Big Stones in my hand got me feeling like Thanos
Just a young nigga getting rich
Money like Mitch, hussle like Nip
Used to have a big stick in the crib, now I got a big crib in the sticks, ay

[Chorus: MoStack]
If I sleep with my gun is that cheating on wifey? (Ah)
I have to, these niggas don't like me
I don't mind a likkle passa or a likkle drama
Pull up with your gang, I do it how you want tah
See I don't really speak, I just (Mmm, hmm, hmm)
You ain't really street boy (Mmm, hmm, hmm)
My gyal wanna get the (Mmm, hmm, hmm)
Give her that look like (Mmmm-hmm)

[Verse 2: Konan]
Got something under the puffer
Red devil but I came with a gunner
Dior in the Spring, double Gs in the Summer
Chanels on your feet all I see is a runner (Ooh)
Akhi in a dinger tryna find opp (Scrr)
That big banger have you tryna find God
Came for the riches, taking your mrs
Jay1 told you he's joking but I'm not
Gold diggers looking for a pot of gold
Ice on my neck, they don't know if I'm hot or cold (Freezin)
They keep telling me that I'm a role model but I'm here telling models roll (Ay yo babes where you going?)
Right back to the suite, if I sleep with my flicky does it mean I'm a cheat? (Am I a cheat?)
I can't lie I fell in love with the beat but there's not future, she belongs to the street

[Chorus: MoStack]
If I sleep with my gun is that cheating on wifey? (Ah)
I have to, these niggas don't like me
I don't mind a likkle passa or a likkle drama
Pull up with your gang, I do it how you want tah
See I don't really speak, I just (Mmm, hmm, hmm)
You ain't really street boy (Mmm, hmm, hmm)
My gyal wanna get the (Mmm, hmm, hmm)
Give her that look like (Mmmm-hmm)
If I sleep with my gun is that cheating on wifey? (Ah)
I have to, these niggas don't like me
I don't mind a likkle passa or a likkle drama
Pull up with your gang, I do it how you want tah
See I don't really speak, I just (Mmm, hmm, hmm)
You ain't really street boy (Mmm, hmm, hmm)
My gyal wanna get the (Mmm, hmm, hmm)
Give her that look like (Mmmm-hmm)