Got Away ft. Agb Mari Lyrics

Yeah make it make sense

Yeah yeah ayyyy

How your the loudest

In your click pockets

Still low ion shop at

Clothing town we on

Rodeo Road"

All that drip been on

Sale needs to sell clothes

In Baton Rouge

With the steppers we in

Game mode

I ain't chose the rap game

The game chose me?

I'm On the hardwood floor

Came from the bleeds

Ion sip lean jeans cost

Four gzzz I'm up one fifty

Man! Who bout rich as me

Put Trump back in office

They need EDD! I'm the

Type to rob a robber

In some robin jeans

Comparing me to these

Rappers they not hot as me

Don't do the dissing

Every song come get up me!

PowPow get pissy

I than spin so many times got

Dizzy ride around with shotty pump

Call it Ricky

Ion talk much maybe cause it's

With me?

Dior twenty-two but ain't never ran a mile?

Black life matters but rich bums

Outta style don't touch my cup

Like lil Wayne

Don't care who around?

Ain't nobody looking for me

I'm not hard to look around

Designer Clothes on me!

But I feel I need mo

You made that money off

Rap you ain't never hit the road

He was finna do six months

Ion even know why he told?

Bro neck bussdown no KimTin

We quit twenty-four

Grab me all in public I'm like ouuu

Baby hella bold

Cuban links on my neck like RodWave

Steady choking me!

If yo credit score ain't least seven hundred and fifty

You not touching me

Just walked in the party ski mask

Didn't even notice me"

I been quit clothing town

That shit got real old to me

You ain't never

Touching bands lil boy stop

Talking to me!

She putting hickey on my neck

Made me go to sleep!

Stop popping all them percs

Before you od!

Wooooo

I had to come back

I hadda get em outta here

Like I was up batting

Bet the ten or four lil bro

Stop catting?

You like Chris Paul with yo pop

Cause you love passing!

Team full of hoes would of thought

I'm playing madden

Remember granny used to

Put the belt on me!

For steady sagging

Used to walk inside the mall"

It was things I wasn't having

Clipper card on the buss

Now I'm living in a mansion

You coulda hit your target! But

Instead he got away

Asked that nigga! For a fade

Than he turned the other way

If you not tryna fuck! Ain't no

Reason for us to conversate

I'm on the beach with your granny

She off spike lemonades!

My attention span low! Ain't got

Money walk away

Remember putting the bucket

Under the roof for rainy days

Ayyyy ayyyy

hold on ayy, gotta keep my

Circle small ion kno

Who might snitch just set

The play onna nigga

I feel like popovich

Ain't got no pape to your

Name! Needs to make a wish

I just brought three handbags

One skim set am I a trick?

They keep saying that they

Know us ion know who they is?