self Lyrics

You not playing w me

Bitch you playing with yourself

Yeah, this shit hitting

That's the cards that I was dealt

Got to stay in position

I can't tell you how I felt

In my Gucci sweat shorts

I spent racks all on my self

I got hoes on me

Don't need a cashapp or a zelle

Retro bathing ape

Put that shit all on my belt

Expensive gas, high priced like it came from shell

Nigga said he my mans

But i cannot even tell

Bitch I'm flyer than a bat

And It came straight out of hell

And She want me to hit it

But that pussy is for sale

Wish you well

I got your bitch on shh

I wont kiss and tell

I cant take no L

All of my niggas popping like we was ginger ale

Live this life for real

Give a fuck how you feel

You tryna play with me little nigga Get popped like you a pill

You not playing w me

Bitch you playing with yourself

Yeah, this shit hitting

That's the cards that I was dealt

Got to stay in position

I can't tell you how i felt

In my Gucci sweat shorts

I spent racks all on my self

I got hoes on me

Don't need a cashapp or a zelle

Retro bathing ape

Put that shit all on my belt

Expensive gas, high priced like it came from shell