Veggies

[Intro]
Drum Dummie
I got like, real shit, you gon learn life, you feel me, you gon stay behind, for real
Niggas tryna come up, niggas tryna move forward
Fuck all that other shit, you know
I ain’t have time for that
Niggas really gettin' money
Keepin you fake hoes and these fake niggas out my face, I’m tired

[Chorus]
Had to throw my AP on, I ain’t got time for fake hoes
I was taught to go chase that money, ain’t got time to chase hoes
Gotta keep that thing right by my side because I can’t go
I done made so much money but I just wanna make more
Just slide that Benz, I want a Wraith though
Still settin' these trends, yeah, I got fates ho
You ain’t never come around with pockets, won’t touch it
Now you only come around cause a nigga got dusty
Fell in love wit the block, still on a nigga, fuck it
Niggas want my face so I can’t tuck it, no

[Verse 1]
I stuffed my bowls up with veggies, I don’t need nobody
And ain’t no telling where I’m headed, I don’t need no pilot
I know they’re killing about me, my youngins so violent
This cookie pack I smoke so loud, I don’t hear nobody
Why would I Wraith a bitch, these hoes be out here fucking already
I’m smoking premium gas, that you that you smoke be unleaded
Pockets on big bitch, I guess that’s why she fuck with me heavy
Yeah, that’s a stick stick, one false move and this shit can get deadly
I lose my mind, you lose your life
I guess we both lost
Gotta keep my steel 'cause I ain’t going, I at no cost
Ever since I got that check, I cannot keep these hoes off
I just popped a Xan and poured a four, I’m bout to doze off, yeah

[Chorus]
Had to throw my AP on, I ain’t got time for fake hoes
I was taught to go chase that money, ain’t got time to chase hoes
Gotta keep that thing right by my side because I can’t go
I done made so much money but I just wanna make more
Just slide that Benz, I want a Wraith though
Still settin' these trends, yeah, I got fates ho
You ain’t never come around with pockets, won’t touch it
Now you only come around cause a nigga got dusty
Fell in love wit the block, still on a nigga, fuck it
Niggas want my face so I can’t tuck it, no

[Verse 2]
Better watch yo dawg 'cause they can line you any minute
Heard a nigga say that he was looking for me
You can find me in these Trenches
I know I’m blessed, but Lord forgive me 'cause I’m sinning
I ain’t worried bout these bitches, I’m just being bout my business
I know some niggas on that block, selling rocks, tryin' make it shake
All it takes is one Cashapp and them hitters'll come and take your face
If I lose my food then guess what pussy nigga Imma come and take yo plate
I call this .45 R&B 'cause when it blow that bitch gon sing like Drake
I still got blood all on my shoes and I can’t wash it out
I’m the type to pull up on your bitch and let her top me off
You run on me, pussy I’m gon let it squeeze
Now that nigga resting in peace, yeah

[Chorus]
Had to throw my AP on, I ain’t got time for fake hoes
I was taught to go chase that money, ain’t got time to chase hoes
Gotta keep that thing right by my side because I can’t go
I done made so much money but I just wanna make more
Just slide that Benz, I want a Wraith though
Still settin' these trends, yeah, I got fates ho
You ain’t never come around with pockets, won’t touch it
Now you only come around cause a nigga got dusty
Fell in love wit the block, still on a nigga, fuck it
Niggas want my face so I can’t tuck it, no