Your Way

[Chorus]
(Yeah hoe!)
Catch me in the cut smokin' that gas (Dro)
I don't need a bitch I need that bag hoe
I be with them woods the ones that's in the back though
Stuff my looseleaf with that flavor got me smacked though

[Verse]
And I promise I don't mean act an asshole
I run up a rack while you at home then imma brag hoe
The way she look at me she think this shit is casual
The weight she hook on me you'd thought this shit irrational
The way she book on me you'd think this shit is fictional
She spend too much time on me she could have a' reached her goals
Damn she treat me like drugs she goin' through withdrawals
She so crazy she got my picture up on her wall
Alcohol
Adderall
Add it up
She spend her money on drugs, got no funds for basic stuff

Weed
Codeine
Nicotine
And designer things
Maybe some Hennessy
And I'll feel like I am somebody

Oh kay rest my case
All these boys corn flakes
Yall ain't even frito lay
Listen to this i relay
Stack yo money make yo play
Make sure you do it your way
Make sure the decisions u makin the ones you wanna make

[Chorus]
(Yeah hoe!)
Catch me in the cut smokin that gas (Dro)
I don't need a bitch I need that bag hoe
I be with them woods the ones that's in the back though
Stuff my looseleaf with that flavor got me smacked bro

[Verse 2]
And I Promise I don't mean to act an ass hole
I run up a rack while you at home then imma brag hoe
Angel on my shoulder told me I should back off
Devil on the other side said keep my act up