​petty

[Intro]
(Yeah Deko)

[Verse 1]
I stay like up at night
I count my paper right
I got them racks so many times
But I could never swipe
They be in my DM's, they just tryna pick a fucking fight
No I can't fuck up with that petty shit, yeah, I'm aight

[Verse 2]
I got that bag now
Could give no fucks about a hoe
I got that bag now
So I don't call no bitch my bro
Used to make like penny cents, now I make big racks
No I can't like fuck up with you and that's big facts

[Verse 3]
Still got paper in that bag, oh
Still got paper on my dresser
[?] my fault
[?] whip all black, like a damn crow

[Verse 4]
I did so much like at the age of 17
I sip my wock, yeah, I mix wit' grenadine
'Cause that shit so sweet
They don't know nun 'bout that
I count my real big rack
He wanna [?]