proud Lyrics

Had to run my bag up, he want smoke tell him back up

No, you ain't callin' back, uh this hoe called me dad, bruh

Too much bands, you mad, bruh

Me and my niggas in the back, no rosa

Hit up the party, then we go to Dover yeah, we so fly, got a hoe bent over

My bitch is bad, she don't want no Nova

Racks on the racks on the racks and we got it

Issey miyake the fit and Armani, you said that you're proud of me baby be honest

Oh, I do this for you But I feel like you ain't loyal

You know that none of these niggas like me rockin' that double C, don't want no Nike

He wanna pop out tell that boy to fight me

They tryna play hide-and-seek, tryna find me

I ain't no dumb nigga, yeah, that's not me I'm popping them bottles, the life of a party

That hoe gonna tweak off the Bacardi

Whole lotta red feelin' like I'm Carti

Hop in the space, coupe in the rawry, and fuck my ex, oh yeah she sorry

Too many bands now, I don't give a fuck about no bitch

These niggas be switchin' them niggas on dick I stay with my crew, no OVO

Yeah, I made a goal, but fuck a goalie, though

Had to run my bag up, he want smoke tell him back up

No, you ain't callin' back, uh this hoe called me dad, bruh

Too much bands, you mad, bruh

Man i came straight from nothin

You say you ridin', bluffin' my shooters gon' up it

If this hoe not fuckin', she gon' hit the door

Callin' out my phone, this bitch call me bro

Bitch, I'm not your brother, move on to a different hoe