Oath lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy
Buss one (Oh sh*t, you ain't got no Grabba?)
Ayy, huh

[Verse]
A8 Audi, I'm transported when I tip
Titi call with a twenty, I put a forty on her sh*t
I need a zip of lock, I paid forty for the mix
I'm in Houston actin' bad, lickin' Morton off my b*tch
Boy, this big boy business, I'm really rich like Richard
Been gettin' paper for a long time and I'm still gettin' it
A thousand grams in the blender, baby, this a real chicken
Five hundred grams on my neck, baby, this a real pendant
All my hoes know I cheat, but they still deal with me
You let her trick you like that little rabbit, boy, you real silly
Bro 'nem know if I only had a dollar, I'd still split it
Root of evil, 'bout that mighty dollar, sh*t get real wicked
Hmm, I be wantin' to ask these n*ggas why they wanna be like me
I just wanna f*ck my b*tch, ain't got no pus*y in a week
I been busy chasin' M's, I'm chasin' one now as we speak
I ain't need school to get no books, I got one in the street
Huh, I don't have no trouble in the field, b*tch, I brought my cleats
Milwaukee n*gga way in California with a Georgia peach
Ayy, FaceTime me with the Wocky pints, you now I ordered three
All them long nights, I remember we was broke
They was playin' on my top, naw, n*gga, not no more
I'm startin' to get dizzy, all this motherf*ckin' motion
All this sh*t around my neck look like a motherf*ckin' ocean
I can't let 'em down, you know my people mean the most to me
You know right or wrong, I gotta keep my brothers close to me
Keep your head on, hard times, you gon' go through 'em
I'll never change on the gang, I made an oath to it