jeopardize / bank amount

[Intro]
Yuh (HVNSENT)
Lifestyle
(Poppin off, they ass ain’t popping up)

[Chorus]
I think I got a bitch that’s on my mind
Never jeopardize, never gon’ try
If they in the way, put ‘em to the side
Why they on the wave? I just wanna ball out
They ain’t making the shot clock
Made a hood bitch a rockstar
We ain’t getting along
Ain’t no way they gonna pop it off
Spill the sauce, then it’s gone (yeah)
Push the wave ‘til it knock ‘em off
I’m just tryna put you on with them
Way you got it going off

[Verse 1]
She think she crazy, but ain’t even style
I got a vibe right by the side of ‘em
Number (N)ine on the pile
Okay, my bih, she just showed out like event
And I’m tryna take it all off (uh)
T-Taking it off
She don’t wanna know where you wanna go
Said I’m out of mind, you ain’t ever making money right up off the bench (uh uh)
And it’s HVNSENT all up on my gang, I’ma heavy hitter aiming at your face, yuh
And she cooling in the RAF, he ain’t even hit the rim, nah (nah)
And she my bitch and she top ten, why they always want revenge, nah (nah, uh)
Lifestyle, ha ha (lifestyle, yeah)
Uh, yeah
Yeah, yeah (ooh, ooh, uh)

[Chorus]
I think I got a bitch that’s on my mind
Never jeopardize, never gon’ try
If they in the way, put ‘em to the side
Why they on the wave? I just wanna ball out
They ain’t making the shot clock
Made a hood bitch a rockstar
We ain’t getting along (‘long)
Ain’t no way they gonna pop it off
Spill the sauce, then it’s gone
Push the wave ‘til it knock ‘em off
I’m just tryna put you on with them
Way you got it going off (going off)

[Verse 2]
Oh, I just wanna love you and fuck you
You trust in me, I might trust in you
You styling, too
I might run to you
And die for you, and side with you (ooh, ooh)
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
(Oh, love you)
(Ooh, ooh, love you)
Yeah!

[Part II]

[Verse]
Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Hit that bitch on Visa or my patek
I might swipe it up
This bitch want my gang, you get lucky if I take you out (out)
Slut you out, don’t wife it up
Fuck what’s in my bank account
Nun my clothes the same, don’t relate, ain’t the same amount
Cabbage on that lettuce, we get green then we smoke it all
Okay, ho, you upset with the world? We can take it off (taking it off, oh)
Taking off with all the bonus checks, dip
I fuck her, I dip (yuh)
I fucked up her crib (yuh)
Throw a fucking raver like a ball, Michael Vick
I need all my dough lined up, yeah, that shit lined up
I need all my hoes lined up, got my wrist tied up (uh, uh, uh)
F-Fully back, I’m boolin’ with a Koola Kit
Can’t walk around with bank all in my pocket ‘cause it never fit (fit, uh)
It’s lifestyle, lifestyle, lifestyle, lifestyle, lifestyle and it’s HVNSENT, uh huh
I drop that thing off and got a cooler bitch, yuh
Yuh, yeah (uh, uh)
Lifestyle, lifestyle, lifestyle, lifestyle