ur a loser2

[Chorus]
I'm having racks in my jeans
Shawty got her ass on my knee
Now you gotta ask about me
Stuck in the past, I couldn't see
Big Balenci' B on my feet
Spend 2 racks on some jeans
Please don't call
Please don't call anymore
Bitches getting badder by the day
I don't wanna speak or see your face
Fuck a bitch, I'm back on that drank
Fuck a bitch, I'm back in the bay
Gotta fuck the bitch in the A
Live my whole life on the stage
Please don't call
Please don't call anymore

[Post-Chorus]
I get money in my sleep and it's forever
I got money [?]

[Verse 1]
Yea, fuck what my ex talkin' 'bout
She don't even fit in the pic
Get a new bitch, crop her out
I ain't even trippin on what these hoes on
I don't answer, gotta call my old phone (ho)
And all my diamonds gon' do all the speaking for me
And you know you get slapped, you ain't speaking to me
And you know you get whacked 'cause I keep it on me
And these niggas wanna be me bad
And these niggas all wanna be bitchmade, so imma go buy 'em a pad

[Chorus]
I'm having racks in my jeans
Shawty got her ass on my knee
Now you gotta ask about me
Stuck in the past, I couldn't see
Big Balenci' B on my feet
Spend 2 racks on some jeans
Please don't call
Please don't call anymore
Bitches getting badder by the day
I don't wanna speak or see your face
Fuck a bitch, I'm back on that drank
Fuck a bitch, I'm back in the bay
Gotta fuck the bitch in the A
Live my whole life on the stage
Please don't call
Please don't call anymore

[Post-Chorus]
I get money in my sleep and it's forever
I got money [?]