24 HRS Lyrics

Plain Jane sitting on my wrist

That's a light flex

We don't shop at ROSS, cost a grip for this outfit

Diamonds on a nigga got me looking like the tin man

I don't talk to bitches

I jus rather send a slight text

I don't chase the pussy

Less I'm cashing a deposit

Lotta niggas round me

Only want me for my pockets

Baby when you got it

Gotta act like you don't got it

Oh yea, yea, yea, yea, yea

Don't bring ya mans

If you got a mans shawtyy

Is you popping out?

Gotta section for you mami

10 toes down need you riding for me mami

She gripping on the casa

While she smoking on the marley

Do you use protection?

She jus looked and said hardly

We don't gotta date to plant a seed in you mami

I been searching far but I ain't found the one mami

Oh yea, yea, yea, yea, yea

She wants my all

But I'm stuck in my ways

Only 6 months

Now it's time to part ways

Dogging these hoes

Cause that's how I was raised

Treat me like a dog

Bitch I can not behave

You don't love that nigga

Why you treating us the same?

Buy her ass a burkin

And she still gon act the same

Baby you ain't loyal

You jus loyal to the game