Yesterday’s Lunch lyrics

[Intro]
You fulled up with my [?]
I shop the [?], they got the best coke
I talk about it, I feel about it
It bout money, then we about it
I hit bank it, it's never crowded, boy
I'm just a n*gga in Versace, million dollar man, ten deep [?]
All a n*gga wants is a manage in a Ferrari
Shorty got that look
I'm feeling guilty catching a body
We trigger low so we got to f*cking party jumpin'
This sh*t for the mental, I'm in [?] like I'm [?]
Different n*gga,my name is Gucci Polo
They add the crib on Instagram and Photoshop
My dog just caught a case trapped [?]
Meet me on a lawyer
Luckily I stayed on the shot
Bate to kill I set the clock and generate
I be serving hallo work
I should have a dinner plate

[Hook]
You boot up with my leftovers
You boot up with my leftovers
That's old news, I'm off that
I got a new chick,got a new whip
And a valet that is parked there
You boot up with my leftovers
You boot up with my leftovers
That's old news, I'm off that
I got a new chick, got a new whip
And a valet that is parked there
You boot up for my leftovers
[Verse 2]
I'm getting sick and tired from a ping toe and a Range Rover
New sh*t, every day I'm on a new sh*t
More dogs, roughless
One condom, two chicks
Used to pose them by the bar
Now my young n*ggas are up
All we do is buy the bar
Sing it to my b*tches like I'm busy Drake
Then she blew the candles
I might have to see the cake
Eat it how you got it and shot a real n*gga's respect
Get that cookie out, don't you get it out of credit
Haters are telling me I'm freshing on your ex, n*gga
And the next n*gga, and the next n*gga

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Young n*gga turn rich,bottom line
Stash you see the cake, no covered [?]
You break leg
I'm MJ
f*ck on these hoes, will you [?]
f*ck right, will you eat that?
That's pimp sh*t ,we don't play that
That's your b*tch
And the only way you can f*ck her
If she's okay with that
[?]
That's true sh*t,no new sh*t
The same n*gga before
[Hook]