Lost Society

[Chorus]
I miss all my mufuckin' bruddas
Remember gettin' high with the hoes, got our mind in the gutta
We all clutchin' our cutta
We in this bitch and we ready for whatever
Tell the other side they can send they best steppa
I swear we gon' wreck him
Do him bad, put the bitch nigga in a stretcher
He said he wanted the smoke, so we had to bless him
And that was just his message
Money crawlin' up the mufuckin' wall
Money crawlin' up the mufuckin' wall, shit sit so tall
Just left Neiman's, I just cashed out in the mall
My scammin' niggas doin' all the fuckin' frauds
Swipin' all the fuckin' logs

[Verse]
Tryna have a C8 by the age of 21 or 22, yeah, he clutch .22
I clutch .9 or .45, that's my lil rule
3.5 rolled in that wood, I'm high through the roof
Chanel, Dior, Balenci, Monclear yeah that's you
She said "Baby yeah I love what you do"
Ok, smokin' on thrax while I smash on the gas
She want a bag, instead I bought her an ass
We want a hat, better have on a mask
I was flexin' now my cash [?]
King of jungle, I done pulled up in jag
Drugged up bae I'm sorry I flashed

[Chorus]
I miss all my mufuckin' bruddas
Remember gettin' high with the hoes, got our mind in the gutta
We all clutchin' our cutta
We in this bitch and we ready for whatever
Tell the other side they can send they best steppa
I swear we gon' wreck him
Do him bad, put the bitch nigga in a stretcher
He said he wanted the smoke, so we had to bless him
And that was just his message
Money crawlin' up the mufuckin' wall
Money crawlin' up the mufuckin' wall, shit sit so tall
Just left Neiman's, I just cashed out in the mall
My scammin' niggas doin' all the fuckin' frauds
Swipin' all the fuckin' logs