Sweater Weather

Money, gang, bitch I ain't goin' for nothin'

'Fore I get it low I go on the run

Niggas ass better call tab 4

3-9 to do snatch, I'll eat 'em up

Crank this shit up with no keypad, yo

Back door that boy, bitch, I need that, yo

These nigga hoes, I can see that, yeah

Off White sweater the real one ten

The boy is a dog, I can smell one, brr

Drac hit that boy, he a dead one

Damn, foul in the plot sayin' I win

Hunnid round, hunnid round on me, a big gun, huh

Chop shit up like a restaurant, huh

I go to court, I don't say nothin'

He get a court, get to singin' like Akon

Hunnid round, sit in the spray ground

Get in the fire, I tell the hoe, "Lay down"

"Come here lil' baby, Just lay down," huh

See this girl, yeah, nigga used to go echo

I'm doin' good, it's back now

Remember them day, we slidin' with forty

Young niggas slidin' with drac now

Brr on the back of the motherfuckin' forty

Young bru hop out tryna spray some

Yeah, the boy is a playa, I eat him like breakfast

Gay ass nigga, he walk down zesty

Shoot on point, if I catch him flexin'

Everything K, give a fuck what you reppin'

I don't rock, Balmain, no it's Giuseppe

Palm Angels drip, bitch, I feel special

Bout to hold back, she call me daddy

Stick talk, stick talk, my Glock chatty

438 hop out, get nasty

Head to the hem for all that cappin'

Feed around drunk, I still shoot accurate

I got a redbone, she so aggy

Slim lil' shit, my hoe not plastic

I just smacked her with some passion

Black jet fire, it match my fashion

Proud if hop out, shit get tragic

Gang, bitch I ain't goin' for nothin'

'Fore I get it low I go on the run

Niggas ass better call tab four

Three to nine to do snatch, I'll eat 'em up

Crank this shit up with no keypad, yo

Back door that boy, bitch, I need that, yo

These nigga hoes, I can see that, yeah

Off White sweater the real one ten

The boy is a dog, I can smell one, brr

Drac hit that boy, he a dead one

Damn, foul in the plot sayin' I win

Hunnid round, hunnid round on me, a big gun, huh

Chop shit up like a restaurant, huh

I go to court, I don't say nothin'

He get a court, get to singin' like Akon

Hunnid round, sit in the spray ground

Get in the fire, I tell the hoe, "Lay down"

"Come here lil' baby, Just lay down," huh

See this girl, yeah, nigga used to go echo

I'm doin' good, it's back now

Remember them day, we slidin' with forty

Young niggas slidin' with drac now

Brr on the back of the motherfuckin' forty

Young bru hop out tryna spray some