Текст песни Day 1 - Lebra Jolie

Shootin slugs I caught it but it′s a flag on it
Bitches talk to much, needa gag on it
Wanted to see you eat
I put a bag on you
Now you fell off bad
Needa cast on you
Trynna be in my spot
Like connecting the dots
Erry' time I cashed out, gave you som′n to rocc
Wanna scope my every move, I was som'n to watch
But two can play that game
No not Vvica fox
You was never real never went up in the field with me
Ain't hold me down, how you spose′ to come build with me
Put you on, now you on. How you still envy?
Looked around none of them bitches still with me.
New level new devil new diamonds in the bezel
Less friends mo′ money I think I like this better
Pose' to be in this together but bitches gotten jealous
Changing up like the weather or like a twitter header.
Yea I′m still ahead'ah
Conversation with my teller
Givenchy or better
Balmain leather
Type about me talk about me it′s still whatever
Lil bitches tighten' up
I′m applying pressure
*Hmph*
Got my foot on they knecc
Told these hoes kill theyself go play Russian roulette
Yeah you claim gang gang cause you fuccin tha set
How you gon be a hoe but don't fucc for a checc?!
Like who the fucc taught you hoes
Told you I'm at yo door like dominoes
Playin hard you don′t really want these problems tho
Bark loud, soft like a cotton tho
We stucc together like a duplex
Screenshottin, puttin niggas in a group text
Now we sittin trynna figure out is you pressed
Fucc em all like I′m givin bitches group sex
Niggas too I broke his heart and he can't let it go
Thought he was playa had to let him know I was the coach
I′m really both.
You AAU, I'm on a different flow
All my niggas A1 like tha honoral
And you mad about it
Them niggas gettin′ money too ya Ima brag about it
Cause you was out here fuccin tisha wasn't sad about it
Cheatin on a young bish I had to bag up out it

Yea
Need a nigga to be real with me
Kill for me turn into dr. Phil for me
Build with me go to sleep you feel on me
Get high pop a mfccn seal with me

You slipped heard you was fuccin her raw
Instagram a hoes pics heard you was fuccin em all
Went behind that glass like who the fucc can I call
You turned on that one Bitch who was there from the start
Never forget
I was that bitch
Hoes catfished
Average
It was never lit
You just gassed it
Too peal
Like I waxed it
Niggas past tense
Sittin high like the pope nigga
I′m a draft picc
Yeah
*Hmph*
Nigga read it and weep
Now I'm runnin from these niggas like a play for DC
Still follow old friends had to press on delete
Still won't blocc a hoe, you gon forever see me
Now my ice hit, life lit, you ain′t living like this,
Same hoes that talk about me now they wanna bite shit
Counterfeit runnin hoes
Feelin Obama ish
You gon see a change in the friends that I′m fuccin with.
Like what's the fccn deal
I was born in the projects
I ain′t come from the hills
See they hate when I'm near
They won′t speak up tho
Bet they won't tell me how they feel
Chase a couple mill with me
Attitude problem but you still deal with me
Know some secrets that′s gon forever live with me
Still think about LilKay that shit gon live with me
Nigga
Yeah yeah