Gamble

When you livin' like this then your life is a gamble, I'm lit, My bitch say I'm too much

To handle, I like how she fuck sware she move like a dance, She a fun size bitch, get hit

On the mantle, I step in some shit that you cannot pronounce, And I came from the mud with

A stick in the house, No cap, we steppin' on rats in this house, No bap, we fucked and

I'm kickin' her out, I was stuck in that jam, had to figure it out, Heart, cold, that's why

I ain't givin' it out, Don't call your hoe, cause I'm all in her mouth, And I'm spankin

This Drake, I ain't joshin' around, No bap, Its too many sticks in this house, You

Kick in this door, you ain't makin' it out, And I'm fuckin' her good, I ain't takin' her

Out, It's Top Chef Carti, we staking him out,

Say I'm fuckin' her good when I'm pullin