Bleed

I don't need love, that shit is so, so petty

Don't you go tweet about it

We could speak about it if you really, really with me

Growing up bein' in the gas stations

In the CVSs gettin' gifties, yeah

And if you really my nigga

Word to mother, we gon' split it fifty-fifty, yeah

They call me a SoundCloud boy

They stealin' my sound now, boy

I feel like I'm really the king in my city

I got the crown now, boy

Two 38s on the side of me, lookin' like a cowboy, yeah

Niggas be actin' like bitches, I might as well just call you tomboys

Don't play with me, 38 on me and I'm feelin' so, so special

Niggas is lucky I'm busy gettin' money 'cause I really could've left you

Pull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scary

I probably got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri

Yeah, beasty, used to lurk in the bushes

Now when I open my eyes I look in the sky, hopin' I make it to Heaven

You can have family ties, all rats gotta die

You can still be a dub if you tellin'

And even if it was my cousin, it is a dub

Fuck it, just knock off his melon

I swear I don't need love, that shit is so, so petty

Don't you go tweet about it, we could speak about it

If you really, really with me

Pull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scary

Probably got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri

Heard they wanna catch me lackin', oh, please

Yeah, they don't know I'm really odee

Niggas rattin', eatin' on cheese

Just free the real until they all free

Hoodie on, rockin' long sleeves, uh, uh

Richard Mille make my wrist bleed, mmm, mmm

Lamborghini car keys, vroom, vroom

I don't know why they actin' like they G'd up, hmm, mmm

Wipe a nigga nose like he sneezin', hmm, mmm

Go to Elliot for Aquafina, huh, uh

Chain lookin' like a hockey puck, hmm, like a freezer, hmm

You told me never say never

Then you told me you would never get me set up (yeah)

But love is a set-up already

Should have said I love you to a Bentley (mmm)

I know niggas that ain't even graduate can't leave the country

They felons already

But fuck it, at least they know better

Any nigga could tell ain't no tellin'

I done seen niggas tell on they brother

Them niggas was there for you when you were strugglin'

I done seen niggas love on they bitch and go kiss her

And hug her right after she suckin' dick

And you gotta watch out for niggas that's watchin' your money

Watch who you get money with

And don't you compete with your own gang

No, don't you go be on no funny shit

'Cause niggas will tell on they whole gang

'Cause they was jealous, so jealous, yeah

I was addicted to Balmain, I did every Amiri denim (yeah)

I'm not a regular person, I threw away all my Margielas (yeah)

Got a closet with nothing but fly shit, trendsetter

From my hat to my sweater, yeah, yeah

I swear I don't need love, that shit is so, so petty

Don't you go tweet about it, we could speak about it

If you really, really with me

Pull up in my hoodie on the scene, so, so scary

Probably got more Mike Amiri jeans than Mike Amiri

Hoodie on, rockin' long sleeves, uh, uh

Richard Mille make my wrist bleed, uh, uh

Lamborghini car keys, vroom vroom