[Intro]
La-la-la-la-la
Mmmhm

[Verse 1]
All this money we gettin', it got me out of touch with my feelings
I leave in a rush when we finish
Darling it's done and I'm back on a mission
I ain't got no time for commitment, look
Shit gettin' bookie, these n***as wan't kill me
I sense it in every sentence, look
I shoot let one off
Just to prevent them to pull up on smoke like fuck 'you mean?
Smoke like soap in a russian cream
Pop like smoke, big dog, R.I.P
We don't talk no joke and the talk ain't cheap
My guy said it's gonna come from me
Tumblеweed, cool that talk, I ain't losing sleep
What you doin' that for?
1 plus 3, n***a you're 12 that's 3 times 4
I'm more Jay-Z meets Andrе 3
I was stuck out in DR, doin' up quarantine
Should bring the hoes to the villa
Ain't spoke to my Heb in a week, I don't know if we good, but I'm hoping we still are
'Cause I ain't been home in a minute
I head out the strip club Ciroc Vanilla, ay
[Chorus]
La-la-la-la-la
I touch back home, shawty on me like wrestling
Ain't no resting, bring your best friend
Where the ones, I can't forget 'em
La-la-la-la-la
Man I've got dreams of a 100 mil, but a lil hundred packs still give me chills, and we runnin' it back for the bros in jail
La-la-la-la-la
Free them *ugh* too many to mention, sentence
Hope our moms dreams cover there blessings cover like pension nah
La-la-la-la-la
Bro how you wanna live your life?
I know how I wanna live mine, I can only give my advice, listen

[Verse 2]
BO forever, this shit for infinity
Coupe, the same color as lemon tree
And I'm smoking on zkittlez, my favorite string
Getting money, my favorite thing
When my next single drop, it's gon' break the bank
I heard your boys [?] say my name
Lil' dirty n***as [?] in the way
The pockets ain't help with the paper plate
Just stop the comparisons, can't relate
Go look in the mirror, we're not the same
I need at least 50 racks in my denims
I pree at these figures like [?]
My big brother told me don't give him a penny
I got a toast for a n***a that's jelly
Drivin' the town, we get in ghost's and Bentley
Fuck up the spot, just to watch how they envy
Look I get busy when sippin' on Henny
I loaded the blicky, I gave it to Benny
We don't forgive, we gon' turn y'all to memories
Trees in her spliff you can smell on her Fendi
[?]
[?] only thing that she got against me
Grrr, baow
[Chorus]
La-la-la-la-la
I touch back home, shawty on me like wrestling
Ain't no resting, bring your best friend
Where the ones, I can't forget 'em
La-la-la-la-la
Man I've got dreams of a 100 mil, but a lil hundred packs still give me chills, and we runnin' it back for the bros in jail
La-la-la-la-la
Free them *ugh* too many to mention, sentence
Hope our moms dreams cover there blessings cover like pension nah
La-la-la-la-la
Bro how you wanna live your life?
I know how I wanna live mine, I can only give my advice