Not In My Prime
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, let me talk to you
How the fuck you say we gang if I can't call on you?
I ain't never needed shit, it was a follow through
Main ones that's talkin' shit are suckin' dick and follow you
Ayy, cautious when I lane switch
Done spilled the cup all on you
Boy, go check your main bitch
She fuckin' for Manolo boots
I ain't even in my prime
I warming up, beginnings
I heard your weak ass lil' song
I couldn't even let it play 'til the ending
We stuffing big bags, lil' nigga
I don't get sad, lil' nigga
She ride, like Six Flags, lil' nigga
On my lil' tower worth six figures
Told her get on top and ride the dick
She tryna hold my hand
How I swim inside that pussy
Thought my name was Aquaman
Niggas hatin' me to death and I won't never understand
I had to get that by myself, they tried to leave me, I was stranded
Bitch, we out here shoppin' mansions
Think I was a fuckin' Grammy
I just do it for my granny
She ain't here, so I'm just standing
No complaining, I'm just planning
Off the juggs, can't understand it
Smokin' Peyton, it's not Manning
Beautiful world be full of I pull up, my diamonds dancin'
Can't cut my hair, it's Off the gas, livin' lavish
Take a flight, intermission
Tighten clothes, we out to Paris
Give her a ring, we ain't even married
Shit, everywhere we go, bitch niggas starin'
And then I go remember when I look in the mirror
It's the risk that you take as a real one
All these drugs in my cup, so I feel numb
Doin' all that talkin', boy, you been done
Man, please, man, wait 'fore I kill one
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, let me talk to you
How the fuck you say we gang if I can't call on you?
I ain't never needed shit, it was a follow through
Main ones that's talkin' shit are suckin' dick and follow you
Ayy, cautious when I lane switch
Done spilled the cup all on you
Boy, go check your main bitch
She fuckin' for Manolo boots
I ain't even in my prime
I warming up, beginnings
I heard your weak ass lil' song
I couldn't even let it play 'til the ending
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, let me talk to you
How the fuck you say we gang if I can't call on you?
I ain't never needed shit, it was a follow through
Main ones that's talkin' shit are suckin' dick and follow you
Ayy, cautious when I lane switch
Done spilled the cup all on you
Boy, go check your main bitch
She fuckin' for Manolo boots
I ain't even in my prime
I warming up, beginnings
I heard your weak ass lil' song
I couldn't even let it play 'til the ending
Compositores: James Haley (Bigbabygucci), Jarrod Fisher
ECAD: Obra #42822960