"INSECURE" lyrics
"INSECURE"
(Yo Skinny, you wildin', nigga)
I was doin'-, alright
I was in the court doin' crime, I'm in black Air Forces
Keep on runnin' out of dabs quick, I'ma need more torches
Shit, I pulled up in the George Bush, 911 Porches
I remember last time they tried me, all I seen was corpses
Nigga tried to go against me once, I made that nigga forfeit
Off of ecstasy, this shit a dolphin, I call it my porpoise
V8 got the same power as sixteen-hunnid horses
I can't really date a model 'cause everyone thinks she gorgeous
I get way too jealous for that shit, so I might need a foreign bitch
Trap money don't show up on paper, nigga, fuck the Forbes list
Why the fuck would I pay tax if I'm the one that's taxin' niggas?
No one ever had my back, but I always had a bag for niggas
Why you start to act so charged up? I got straps for niggas
Nigga, I'ma hit and muscle up, I look like action figures
I'll probably rob a stranger blind, ain't even pull no trigger
She did voodoo to make me love her, she ain't know I'm the wizard
Shorty look bad in real life, ugly as fuck in pictures
Huh, but I love that shit though
That mean she ain't get no DMs from no other niggas
I ain't really insecure, nigga, I just love my bitches
I put too much work in for niggas to come take my shit though
Yeah, your bitch cheated, it hurt my pride, it ain't break my shit though
Every time I see my ex bitch, she probably hate my shit though
New bitch butt booty naked twerkin' at the Citgo
I just want some gas, bitch, get in the car and go home
Why you gotta make a scene in public? I just want dome
Bitch, I know you got that attitude 'cause you work at Walmart
Bitch, be glad I'm not a mall cop, I'm not a Paul Blart
Bitch, you date mall security, bitch, you need to restart
She might put a lot of faith in crystals, but I know she smart
She said I'm a Scorpio, so I don't have no soft parts
I was gonna buy her somethin', but she act up in Chrome Heart
Every time I talk my shit, y'all-
Every time I talk my shit, y'all gon' get offended
Nigga tried to flex his lil' pendant, those CZ's rented
I just hit up Johnny Dang for Rollies, we gon' Ben 10 it
Brought my side bitch inside Vuitton, said go 'head and spend it
Then I treat her like the corners in the hall, go ahead, bend it
Probably put your body out in chalk, said go 'head, dead it
Nigga said he ready with the cheese, said go 'head and send it
Nigga, I been waitin' on my Zelle for like ten minutes
Y'all just can't get it
Even though she didn't throw it back, I'ma still finish
She might be two hunnid pounds, I might still hit it
Long as the face still right, she might still get it
Shit, her body kinda, gotta fold like a certain way though, like
(Yo Skinny, you wildin', nigga)
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album:
"TRASH TALK" (2024)