Sey

[Verse (Black Matt)] Why life gotta be like this? IG thots tryna chill Purse cost some racks I just blow out her back Hit the Uber on track And dip out as I peel Rarely give fucks how you feel When you came up on a deal Never had knots Move tracks to the block Or kept it 100, i feel We in the field Dirty money just like coke on a bill Fresh off that lime Parlay in presence of dimes Best dressed yes in the flesh I'm thinkin soundcheck is at 9 Green room shit, I need Bombay and Lime Fuck with my stylin Its love all the time Locked in these bars I'm committing a crime Rock with your squad if they fucking with mine [Hook (Black Matt)] Grab new hoes They just fuck cause we rhyme Repeat that shit just a couple more times Then once again I dip out and I ride (x2) Grab new hoes They just fuck cause we rhyme Repeat that shit just a couple more times Then once again I dip out and I ride (x2) [Verse (Sey)] This shit right here for the bitch niggas Switch hitters, who write filler I might kill her, a mic killer Killer Mike tryna be on the level Of a nigga like I I don't know why I stay so fly Prolly cause I like to get real high So I might as well look like a boss On the digi-scale I take no loss Water I drinkin is Fiji or Voss Do I like wings? It depend on the sauce All in her mouth and she wearin the gloss I am too cold and they callin me frost I got the money don't care 'bout the cost Corner store nigga he see me a lot Yo bitch and yo bitch they see me a lot My niggas we be on TV a lot Roll up the weed nigga roll up the pot I got a thot she got she got a thot We got a thought Why ain't you hot? Cuz you ain't squad Nigga I'm off Xan and lean Dab and weed Since 17 I been a fiend I been a beast I need to feed My addiction to the game Once I'm in it ain't the same What's my motherfuckin name SEY Nigga you know me [Hook (Black Matt)]