Scream

Yeah, yeah, let's go Ha, yeah Heartagram, heartagram, heartagram, who Yeah, ha-ha-ha-heartagram, heartagram, who Yeah, yeah, yeah I got blue rolls, new rolls I can't never pick, I'm like a flu cold, new code Your bitch on my dick, I bought a four-door with two hoes They know that I'm the shit, I dog these bitches like I'm Cujo I keep buying rickss I got a little bitch out in college, give me super-duper brains I cannot fuck with none of these niggas, cause they super-duper lame I got the custom Cartier's, I had put diamonds in the frame I keep them two two sixes, got two threes on me like LeBron James, yeah Wanna fuck with a heartagram, put your soul up Double cups on double cups my boy, he finna po' up And I just got paid for a show and I ain't show up I'm only at 2K, I tell my boy, we finna go up I got bitches with their titties, like I was out at Nola And baby, I'm so icy like a nigga from the polar I told her I need space, but I'm not talking about the solar And I got super-rich, so I put diamonds in my molar Put my bad bitches in a dress code Bitch for bitch, we can come and see who got the best hoes All I do is shop, so we can see who got the best clothes The bitch a fan of me, she be reading my manifesto You wanna shoot, so let's go Balenciaga my Raver she wanna fuck cause my pager Yeah I heard about your past with these niggas, don't know if I can save ya I know I can fucking dip on you, baby, don't do no saving Niggas on my dick, bout this music, I know them niggas hatin All my boys be dressin' all black and we fly like we some Ravens This bitch wanna fuck in my swag and she heard about my cadence Nigga wanna feat for a song, I told that boy she in the payment Tell lil baby, put that pussy on me, that's the thing I'm craving I bought a Hub I don't know the time, just look at my phone Looking at my model, bad bitch, she bad right to the bone Bitch, I'm in a stu, making hits, I'm picking up the phone Baby, let me hit it one more time and I'ma send you home I got blue rolls, new roll, I can't never pick, I'm like a flu cold New code, your bitch on my dick, hop out a four-door with two hoes They know that I'm the shit, I dog these bitches like I'm Cujo I keep buying Rick, yeah, wanna fuck with Heartagram Put your soul up, double cup on double cup We finna po' up, I just did a show, huh And I ain't show up, she off everything huh Look, baby, to' up