Tax Number

[Hook]

Got me a tax number
(What you do?)
Now I gotta put some figures on it
Aye
Got me a dolly for the summer
(What she do?)
Boy you know she got a figure on it

[Verse 1]

Man I'm going through a phase
(It's tough)
One mistake
And we'll number your days
One mixtape
And they think they the greatest
So naïve
Man they so naïve
No goals whatsoever
They dreams got clean sheets (squeaky)
If my woman gone
I'm home with clean sheets
Ohhhh
In the game
I started becoming a pain
You'd swear I was Tory
The way I never switch Lanez
(I'll never change)

HOOK

[Verse 2]

Why they acting like this know
We got Church In The Wild
But we still run it like Otis (amen)
Have you bumping to this joint
Until you start smelling the odours
(Sweat it)
You think that nigga witcha?
Doesn't mean you wifey
Just because you profile picture
I'm just tryna ensure that you're woke
(Wake up)
If all fails
Never say Con_Verse never spoke
I give you Life boy
But please don't drop the soap
They turn to a life of crime
Spending money that's not yours
Must be hella divine
Until you have to do the time
From spinning in four doors
To spinning in four walls
Now you stuck in cuffs
Gambled with your freedom
But prison is not a bluff

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

I look back at it
That's a blindspot
I hit the right places in the dark
Another blindspot
Nothing more dangerous
Than a bitter girl (yikes)
Running out of characters
To act out of character
That is a twitter girl
She will always win
Because this is a bitter world
(You know)
Everybody a sinner dou
(You know)
I'm just tryna stack up the dou
I just need me some nice clothes
Versace suit
With a tie and bow
Red carpet just to flip the scene
With the cutoffs
I'm a guillotine
Never sippin' on promethazine
My niggas on with the dirty though
(You know)
I can never smash a dirty ho (nhaa)
She probably looking at me
Like oooohh that nigga dirty though

[Hook]