Get inTune pt. 2

Leave his ass leaky, bitch Jonathan? I cannot fuck up the plan I cannot fuck up the bands again, oh man Nigga try to run up on me I swear to god that be his last day, know I ain't playing Don't go in my phone Every time I go in my phone one of these niggas be saying They ain't on shit Nigga, I get it just get off my dick, you my biggest fan I'm off the shrooms, I don't give a fuck nigga You know I'm spinning again Aye, leave out the trap Fuck is you going? I'm tryna stack this money straight to the moon Nigga play me and Lil B.O.L.O We blowing, we making it back to the crib real soon I promise you none of these Glocks we showing Surprise! You see me - I'm blowin', be smooth Aye Get inTune Said it before and I'll say it right now, finna blow like a fuse Aye, what's all that talking? You know I don't wanna hear it I wanna pick out his coffin I want put a hole in his head like a dolphin That's what you get when you running yo' mouth, nigga I really gotta stop talking 'bout niggas and bitches that's hurting my health Like, I really got me some money I got me some wealth, that shit for myself Boy, I put a Xan on my dick I told that bitch taking narcotics be top of the shelf I'm swervin' through, I'm swerving' through traffic On god Wockesha is treating me well I'm in New York Don't fumble the bag, take flights and put some money up for bail Stay with the gang as well, make sure none of the niggas around you gone tell Boy, check me out Boy, I used to be trapping for cheap, I done ran me a bag off a sale And I was 14, nigga back then wasn't Zelle Dirty money, make it clean, oh well Me and Herbie serving fiends, oh well In the trap, boy we was 16, oh well 16 - We got a Glock wit' a beam from Hell like nigga what's up with yo' dog? What's up with yo' shorty? I'm hitting her raw like, nigga you know what I'm on After I fuck her, the Uber is waiting outside I told that bitch hold on We posted all up in that Sky Box, we in Downtown Sipping Remy, Patron - with the gang 'nem Niggas know what we on, Hi-Tech pour up a four in that foam Speak on Lil B.O.L.O. I aim for yo' dome Matter fact lil nigga I'll shoot up your home Leave out the trap, the fuck is you going? Lil nigga, I'm tryna get money, I'm knowing They know I been had been in my bag They know I'm doing this shit on my own I'll still pop out, late night, all black, no phone, I got the chrome Gang Leave his ass leaky, bitch Leave his ass leaky, bitch