Leaving With Something

[Intro]
Hi, Manny

[Chorus: J Dlux]
What's up?
Tell me, lil' baby, wassup?
My bitch as thick as my cup
Chain on my neck cold as fuck
I put on Balenciaga for months
VIP section, I'm not in the front
I pray to God but they thought it was luck
Less than five-hundred, that shit not enough
Feel like the president truck after truck (Ha)
I'm holding my fye, gotta clutch
My pants expensive, drank expensive
I told her don't even touch
My time expensive, too expensive
For me to go spend on a slut
My time expensive, too expensive
For me to go spend on a slut

[Post-Chorus: J Dlux]
That ain't my ho but that lil' shit on lock
Hard to catch up 'cause I keep taking off
Down on my dick, had to run that shit up
Before I could win, had to take me a loss
So many nights I done fell on my ass
I had to get up and shake that shit off
I spent a lot on Margielas to walk
Solid forever, that's what I was taught
I used think niggas moved like I did
Fucked up right there soon as I thought

[Verse: J Dlux]
I promise I'm leaving with something
Hop out the coupe, I'ma leave that shit running
All of my friends dead blue hundreds
The rest of them put in the tundra
She fuck, she buss it on camera
She love me 'cause I never judge her
She thick just like my coat
She wet as soon as I touch her
Lil' baby, I don't got a rope
To save ya, you going under
Shades on my face, undercover
I'm deep in that bit' need a shovel
The track it come with some muscle
If she bad, I might take off the rubber
If she bad, I might take off the rubber
Fuck you talk 'bout

[Chorus: J Dlux]
What's up?
Tell me, lil' baby, wassup?
My bitch as thick as my cup
Chain on my neck cold as fuck
I put on Balenciaga for months
VIP section, I'm not in the front
I pray to God but they thought it was luck
Less than five-hundred, that shit not enough
Feel like the president truck after truck (Ha)
I'm holding my fye, gotta clutch
My pants expensive, drank expensive
I told her don't even touch
My time expensive, too expensive
For me to go spend on a slut
My time expensive, too expensive
For me to go spend on a slut

[Post-Chorus: J Dlux]
That ain't my ho but that lil' shit on lock
Hard to catch up 'cause I keep taking off
Down on my dick, had to run that shit up
Before I could win, had to take me a loss
So many nights I done fell on my ass
I had to get up and shake that shit off
I spent a lot on Margielas to walk
Solid forever, that's what I was taught
I used think niggas moved like I did
Fucked up right there soon as I thought

[Outro: J Dlux]
Soon as I thought these niggas was like me that's where I fucked up
I'm still gonna walk in and walk out
I'm leaving with something, I'm leaving with something