DWTD 2 Songtext
Yeah, yeah
Fatt
(Ayy, Trev, we got another one with this one, on God)
If you speak on my name, I'll smack somethin', I shoot fast, gun make you back up and you know it (Know it)
She know that I'm depressed, ain't got much left, but I won't show it (Show it)
There's a hole burnin' through my chest, but I'm off this X, so I guess I'm good (I'm good)
And I don't really wanna say it, she want me to take her out the hood with me
I never follow rules, I always was a rebel
I got on designer shoes, I'm dancin' with the devil
Fatt
(Ayy, Trev, we got another one with this one, on God)
If you speak on my name, I'll smack somethin', I shoot fast, gun make you back up and you know it (Know it)
She know that I'm depressed, ain't got much left, but I won't show it (Show it)
There's a hole burnin' through my chest, but I'm off this X, so I guess I'm good (I'm good)
And I don't really wanna say it, she want me to take her out the hood with me
I never follow rules, I always was a rebel
I got on designer shoes, I'm dancin' with the devil
My whole gang made the news
Tеll that lil' boy go play with his dick or somethin' before hе play with you 'cause I'd hate to crash
Yeah, for real, though
Fuck nigga ever play, his ass get faced, but I'm for real, though
I ain't the type of nigga to go clock in and put on steel toes
Would you still be my friend if all these diamonds and all these gems gone?
I throw back Percs 'til all my pills are gone
You told me you was down to ride (You told me you was down to ride)
Lil' bitch, you fuckin' lied (Fuckin' lied)
I bought your hair and bought your nails, you showed another guy ('Nother guy) before me
My vibe, my shorty (My shorty), bae, your eyes, I love 'em
Lil' bitch, send me your Cash App
I'm havin' too many bands, I feel like the man, bae, what's your Cashtag?
Hustlin' in my veins, I keep 'em hatin', broke nigga past mad
Just pulled up on my granddad
He told me he was proud of me, I never really had that (On God)
If you speak on my name, I'll smack somethin', I shoot fast, gun make you back up and you know it (Know it)
She know that I'm depressed, ain't got much left, but I won't show it (Show it) There's a hole burnin' through my chest, but I'm off this X, so I guess I'm good (I'm good)
And I don't really wanna say it, she want me to take her out the hood with me
I never follow rules, I always was a rebel
I got on designer shoes, I'm dancin' with the devil
My whole gang made the news
Tell that lil' boy go play with his dick or somethin' before he play with you 'cause I'd hate to crash (Yeah)
Tеll that lil' boy go play with his dick or somethin' before hе play with you 'cause I'd hate to crash
Yeah, for real, though
Fuck nigga ever play, his ass get faced, but I'm for real, though
I ain't the type of nigga to go clock in and put on steel toes
Would you still be my friend if all these diamonds and all these gems gone?
I throw back Percs 'til all my pills are gone
You told me you was down to ride (You told me you was down to ride)
Lil' bitch, you fuckin' lied (Fuckin' lied)
I bought your hair and bought your nails, you showed another guy ('Nother guy) before me
My vibe, my shorty (My shorty), bae, your eyes, I love 'em
Lil' bitch, send me your Cash App
I'm havin' too many bands, I feel like the man, bae, what's your Cashtag?
Hustlin' in my veins, I keep 'em hatin', broke nigga past mad
Just pulled up on my granddad
He told me he was proud of me, I never really had that (On God)
If you speak on my name, I'll smack somethin', I shoot fast, gun make you back up and you know it (Know it)
She know that I'm depressed, ain't got much left, but I won't show it (Show it) There's a hole burnin' through my chest, but I'm off this X, so I guess I'm good (I'm good)
And I don't really wanna say it, she want me to take her out the hood with me
I never follow rules, I always was a rebel
I got on designer shoes, I'm dancin' with the devil
My whole gang made the news
Tell that lil' boy go play with his dick or somethin' before he play with you 'cause I'd hate to crash (Yeah)
