Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Omar Lopez
Songwriter
Lyrics
Keep having visions of M's
She want me to fk but she used to pretend
Trapped out the Nawf, think it's time to expand
I think I'm addicted to dead presidents
Keep having visions of Benjis
And fk these bs
And dropping the top on a Bentley
Me and my ns gone get it
I never had quitted, I'll sit in the trap til I run up these digits
I'm geeked out my mind
I rolled up exotic now I'm taking flight
Bh imma trap from the morning to night
For all of my potnas I'm dropping the price
You can't be 100it, unless you having stripes
You ns be cap, I ain't got time to waste
Ain't talking money, then fk out my face
Smoking on Runtz, man I'm loving that taste
Shawty gone fk or she getting replaced
Fishtail whenever I pull out
Gone be on soon so just be on the lookout
White tees and fazos whenever I pop out
I'm bussin that bit if I'm pullin that glock out
Took mama house over made it my trap house
Realist one on my team, I gotta pay her back now
I still wear these fitteds, but Iont gotta cap now
She tryna come back cause she know I got racks now
Keep having visions of M's
She want me to fk but she used to pretend
Trapped out the Nawf, think it's time to expand
I think I'm addicted to dead presidents
Keep having visions of Benjis
And fk these bs
And dropping the top on a Bentley
Me and my ns gone get it
I never had quitted, I'll sit in the trap til I run up these digits
I'm dripped in supreme and these yeezys
Sip so much drank that I feel like I'm weezy
Bh I'm the shit, just like some feces
Know that these ns always wanna be me
Exotic bags in but they'll cost you a ticket
I know that you green you never been with it
My young ns slime you out
No I ain't kidding
Staying 10 toes bh you know I ain't sitting
I got so much hs but you know I ain't trusting them
Who gonna run up? I don't know who dumb enough
Might move to Milwaukee cause I love these fg bucks
I weathered my storm, man I never was giving up
Ain't no John Cena, I swear they ain't seeing us
Ns be leaches, and I gotta keep em off
Living life better but it used to be so hard
It used to be so hard
Keep having visions of M's
She want me to fk but she used to pretend
Trapped out the Nawf, think it's time to expand
I think I'm addicted to dead presidents
Keep having visions of Benjis
And fk these bs
And dropping the top on a Bentley
Me and my ns gone get it
I never had quitted, I'll sit in the trap til I run up these digits
Writer(s): Omar Lopez
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