| Ten pretty biddies in a mansion |
| Real drip, water splash like it’s dancing |
| These niggas ain’t one hunnid, they be acting |
| You know we them niggas, better tap in |
| I can turn my cellphone into a trap phone |
| I can turn my momma into my backbone |
| I’m from another world I’m going back home |
| I’m from another world I’m going back home |
| Blowing all this reefer got to my brain buggin' |
| Thuggin' on the net but he won’t spray nothin' |
| Hand livin', what he rapping, why his chain tucked in |
| I’m lowkey bout' my business, I won’t say nothin' |
| I can turn my momma into my main mishqui |
| Bae I love the way you iced up, give me brain freeze |
| I won’t change for nobody, I’m the same me |
| Tell me is this real life because it can’t be |
| I been doin' me that’s why they speakin' on me |
| Damn I thought you was my brother, you were scheming on me |
| Fell in love with the money, now I keep it on me |
| They ain’t wanna be around when I was cheap and lonely |
| And my dog slipped up so its free the homie |
| Never let a nigga play me cause I see the phony |
| I just ran out of gas, gotta re-up |
| Blowing Mary Jane with my feet up |
| I just gook off nigga, better keep up |
| Throwin' hunnids up, I tell her sweep up |
| Don’t you ever think that you gone play me nigga |
| Yea, I got it out the mud that’s what made me nigga |
| And she bad yuh, act just like a brat yuh |
| Fuck a nigga, fill my pockets with them rack yuh |
| Put that bread up, they gone spin, and double bag yuh |
| I was taught to make some guap and double that yuh |
| Ten pretty biddies in a mansion |
| Real drip, water splash like it’s dancing |
| These niggas ain’t one hunnid, they be acting |
| You know we them niggas, better tap in |
| I can turn my cellphone into a trap phone |
| I can turn my momma into my backbone |
| I’m from another world I’m going back home |
| I’m from another world I’m going back home |