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mama, yeah, Mercedes

That's gon' make a lot of niggas mad, but I don't give a fuck, cause I am crazy
On the daily, better pay me for reactions
Pow, pow,

With a stack and some clothes 
And my friend wanna join 
And take off we go
Road to success we go 
Through St. Louis and Chicago
Ain't no bed to sleep in

shade to get a fanbase
I been a real bitch way before the fed case (yeah)
Yung Miami held me down, that's a bitch ace (period)
And if a bitch try her,

But I don't give a fuck I won't stunt it got me laughing
And two bad bitches wanna do me (Do me)
Let's get it to my crib let's make a movie (Movie)

like to feel on me, it seems true
That you regretting all of our past conversations, me too
But you the baddest bitch I ever met
You make my heart bleed

No matter how good I treat em they  still did me bad

Turn around and stab my back, I swear I witnessed that

Can't let em drive me crazy

Cause who

you drive me insane sane 

*radio show talk*
Yo, aye yo turn that down for a second. We got Don Louis in the studio. Don tell us something about you.

was just brooding
I went off to sing
Literally, not a metaphor for things
Hated it but came back- no more feuding
That be accomplished by a few things

If I make guap I give back to the streets (streets)
That's the pay for them not shooting at me (at me)
Me and my niggas gon live in a mansion
With

Granddad gave advice like this is how we did in '62
You know that she's a freak, she want some dick and imma give it to her
I ain't say a word she said "you

to finish the job
They biting the style & stealing the sauce
Keep tryna be like me but don’t know the cost
Stunting on niggas I know that they washed

having a child been having me thinking
I'll give my all to my son or my daughter
I can't speak for anyone else
So if I have a kid right now that mean I'm

for love treat you like a queen but you still mistreating me
Im a sucka for love why do I put up with this I admit it must be that im a sucka for love

flying, I'm running with the wind
Look me in the eyes too long might make your girl give in
But nah, I'm just playing though 
She did say that she like me

I'll take that any day over being lazy, so excuse me
I just really want that gucci
I just want that Supreme x Louis
I just wanna eat cake
Serving

the target I knock his head off him
The only one to give y'all a challenge departing
The one that you wanted chose me as her option
I keep my hands off em,

be outside in the streets then he come lay that pressure
It's just me you and this money bae let's thug together

He fell in love with a savage bitch

chain just glowin'
My chain, my chain
Don't you like my chain, mayne?
I'm coming in the club with
That fresh shit on

Yeah, me and my team used to dream

and helped me fill the void
Quite frankly it was the only thing that I enjoyed
Father unemployed, sleeping in his car
Mama kicked him out
Now I'm hearing him

see me winning, drenched in Louis linen
Only thing that drips harder is Vic falls
So verse me and your in for a pit fall
But if you do I do commend you,

know wassup
Got the cutta on me, bitch, know wassup
Yeah, know wassup
Yeah, they like how I put that shit on
My plug is so mysterious, so he don't got

(Yeah) I think bout my past
Yeah we smash on the gas, I'm grabbing that ass
Grams give me the beat Ima smash, we in the front you fuck niggas in the back

the music then we let it sell
No promo let it sell itself
Real music really sells itself
My shit designer never off the shelf
Shopping me on with a Louis belt

"Larry"
I only fuck around with thots
That satisfy my body (Top)
She knows I’m married to the block
Relationship is lovely (Uh)
MK bring me to the trap