Bape lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, pourin' juice wearing Bape
Money then I'm feeling outta place
I was waitin' on you to change
Meech! What it look like?, you the only one to

[Hook]
I don't really give a f*ck about who with me and who ain't
I put my feelings down, ain't no feelings in the bank
I'm thinkin' that it's too soon to ask if she had Chase
Ayy, I'm pourin' juice wearin' Bape
If I can't make no money then I'm feeling out of place
You was never with me, I was waiting on you to change
n*gga if you broke, you the only one to blame
Playin' with my money that'll make me go insane

[Verse 1]
I'm goin' crazy, I run up Percocets but they can't save me
n*ggas say they love me but I got vibes that they shady
I'll never ever-ever let you lame b*tches play me
b*tches all in my DM, with them eyes and them faces
This sh*t crazy, I just want some head but she naked
These n*ggas cool with bein' broke, I swear I couldn't take it
Boy these runs don't stop, ain't no back to the basics
Everytime my package hit the air it's gone make it
I smell like Givenchy off Hibachi, you got Wendy's
I be wantin' the money & it tell me "Come and get me"
I remember I was down to my last it was sickening
I charge a arm and lyric for a verse 'cause I'm gifted
Smilin' ear to ear cuz I checked and they shipped it
She wanna make some cheese, I told lil baby "Come and get it"
Make a b*tch work these cards 'til her f*cking nails lifting
If it's hot I make a knot, ain't no scorching how I'm livin'
[Hook]
I don't really give a f*ck about who with me and who ain't
I put my feelings down, ain't no feelings in the bank
I'm thinkin' that it's too soon to ask if she had Chase
Ayy, I'm pourin' juice wearin' Bape
If I can't make no money then I'm feeling out of place
You was never with me, I was waiting on you to change
n*gga if you broke, you the only one to blame
Playin' with my money that'll make me go insane

[Verse 2]
It's verse two, you spent a bag on that b*tch that ain't cool
Cuz I bet if you was broke she wouldn't have bought a bag for you
If we break up I don't need that sh*t for life, b*tch you through
I need a sixty-three S-GLE, b*tch the coupe
You'll spend yo' last thousand 'fore you flip it into two
I can't f*ck her off a perc, she gone get this sh*t confused
Everybody want a verse, just 'cause you rap we ain't cool
I'm up for that bag, if you ain't got it keep it movin'
You ever listen to the sh*t they sayin'? They be clueless
Up early gettin' to it, I be up before foolish
You ain't the type to do no f*cking scams cuz you stupid
And my n*gga whipping up, he make fours out of deuces
This exotic my cologne, but you still smell this Gucci
I ain't even rich yet, but my life feel like a movie
My hoes like Dolce & Gabbana and some Louis
You n*ggas still stressing over hoes lookin' goofy
[Outro]
Meech
Put my feelings down, ain't no feelings in the bank
Ayy, if she had Chase
I'm pouring juice wearing Bape
sh*t sweet