​the siege lyrics

[Intro]
(It’s high noon)
(BOY-)

[Chorus]
Blew a bag up in New York, I ain't talking bout the siege
f*cked her once that ain't my whore, but she act like she know me
I've been counting all the green, five-seven to his spleen
Ya boy keep a 17, I ain't even seventeen
Boy, I'm off designer drugs, so I got designer dreams
I'm like put bro in the back, we gon feel him up with ink
And if they love trying me, look like he dying B

[Verse]
All of my n*ggas some millionaires
See they dress so-
I call up Lil' O, he keep them poles thats my plus onе
I got to much hoes up in my phone, I can't evеn name one
That boy steady watching all my moves, he tryna take some
Hanging with FreeMason, Flash Flash, b*tch I'm Jason
b*tch I'm in the stu', I'm baking
Bad ass hoe got pretty face
Wonder how that b*tch look naked
Wonder how that b*tch gon' taste
I get chips no Frito Lay
You wan run up? Not okay
[Refrain]
You wan run up? Not okay

[Chorus]
Blew a bag up in New York, I ain't talking bout the siege
f*cked her once that ain't my whore, but she act like she know me
I've been counting all the green, five-seven to his spleen
Ya boy keep a 17, I ain't even seventeen
Boy, I'm off designer drugs, so I got designer dreams
I'm like put bro in the back, we gon feel him up with ink
And if they look like trying me, look like he dying B