Sight

I remember back when I was pouring up that sprite
Klout Gang with them bangers
(KBeazy)
I remember back when I was pouring up that sprite
I ain’t had no friends, I was pluggin' left and right
Niggas changed up when that money came in sight
Say I’m dangerous cause I always risk my life
Ion' know these niggas why these niggas wanna fight
I been working hard making music erry night
Today I’m taking off with the Wraith just like a kite
Niggas fakin' now, fakin' shit what I don’t like
Niggas fakin' I don’t like
I’mma run this bitch on sight
I be chillin' in a foreign, boy, I used to ride up on a bike
Hol' up, Hol' up, Hol' up
Run up a couple, I been gettin' bands
It’s Ferragamo to hold up my pants
Shout out to Brodie, that’s growin' them plants
They know I’m but I’ve been in my hands, look
the way that I get down
Pass me a bitch I’mma wreck now
Gimme that neck, little bih', I don’t wanna have sex now
Whoa
I remember back when I was pouring up that sprite
I ain’t had no friends, I was pluggin' left and right
Niggas changed up when that money came in sight
Say I’m dangerous cause I always risk my life
Ion' know these niggas why these niggas wanna fight
I been working hard making music erry night
Today I’m taking off with the Wraith just like a kite
Niggas fakin' now, fakin' shit what I don’t like
Now I’m foreign, boy, used to ride up on a bike
Now I’m foreign, boy, used to ride up on a bike
My neck on froze, no coolin'
(It's froze!) Who coolin'?
I just was chasing a check
She wanna fuck but I only want neck
feel like Gucci, I’m
Niggas know that I’m up next
Livin' up that’s when you know I’mma
New white bitch, she bad
She bad, you mad
She got my phone, I don’t text
Don’t hit me up I don’t wanna have sex
Post up in my tints (in my tints), on rims
I’m gettin' money I do it
These niggas is mad that they not gettin' to it
I remember back when I was pouring up that sprite
I ain’t had no friends, I was pluggin' left and right
Niggas changed up when that money came in sight
Say I’m dangerous cause I always risk my life
Ion' know these niggas why these niggas wanna fight
I been working hard making music erry night
Today I’m taking off with the Wraith just like a kite
Niggas fakin' now, fakin' shit what I don’t like
Niggas fakin' I don’t like
I’mma run this bitch on sight
I be chillin' in a foreign, boy, I used to ride up on a bike
Hol' up, Hol' up, Hol' up
Run up a couple, I been gettin' bands
It’s Ferragamo to hold up my pants
Shout out to Brodie, —