SPORTS!

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ey shoutout my nigga NEKO
Lit gangshit boy, ha ha

[Verse 1]
My bitch got that fat ass like a horse
She gon' count that money like [?]
She say she in love with Michael Kors
She still buying shit she can't afford
She say she my baby can’t abort (ha ha)
My bitch she gon' pull up with that torch
And I came a long way from the porch
My bitch sweating like we playing sports
He says he gon' pull up to your drop quick
I fucked on his bitch he on some op shit
Niggas says he robbing be he shoplift
I say your career flopped you ain't dropped shit

[Verse 2]
I don't ride Gs for no ballmain
I got too many bitches man, I call her by the wrong name
I said I got too many bitches that I don't know who to call main
I'm addicted like I'm Cobain
And I got that remix like a dopeman
And we doing [?] no we roleplayin'
And I'm still with woofie got that pole main
And I'm she gon' whoop, she gon blow man
It will be like me, I got my own way
It will be like me, I got my own lane
Lit gang, she gone for that whole gang

[Outro]
And I got that remix like a dopeman
And I got my own way
And I got my own lane