February lyrics

[Intro]
Trap Otto, yeah, GG Sports, it's in the game, yeah
Yeah (Sos' baby), GGP, yeah (GBE baby)
Blood Gang, GGP, Cap Or Die, Bandana Boyz, Bandana Boyz (Oh)

[Chorus]
It's some sh*t I just don't understand, ayy
Why these n*ggas act so real when they so fake? (Oh)
sh*t I don't understand
Why the hoe that said I'm ugly callin' me, "Bae"?
And how the f*ck can reuppin' up Mr. ManyCase? (Aww, aww)
And how I always tryna go on time but end up late?
Don't make me knock you down if you in my way
Why the f*ck these b*tches don't want a n*gga to be great?

[Bridge]
I can drive a foreign with my eyes closed
Yo! Wassup my baby?
I can count this money with a blindfold
Yo! Wassup lil baby?

[Verse]
I lay in a bed that I made myself, people I couldn't call need my help
Who the f*ck would I be if I ain't be myself?
Sayin' that you need me, b*tch, I need myself
Damn, remember when I always got in sh*t, hmm, now, I'm havin' sh*t, hmm, ain't that a b*tch
See me in the foreign, I'm drivin' it, she would throw it back like she my b*tch
Like some pizza how she eat my, we got four 50's, don't leave 'em, b*tch
Don't get your head off pills, put your head on the pavement rollin' over my wheels
Better treat your teeth like you treat your nails, b*tch, go find something to sell, b*tch
You know I stay lit like a nail, b*tch, I'ma jump in it like a whale, b*tch
Told my momma, "Yeah, I did it", turned a can to Mr. Chicken
No matter how you get it the matter is get it, you haven't to have legs to run a business
You ain't gotta be wealthy to get wealthy, you ain't gotta be hefty to be hefty, you ain't gotta be him, just be selfy
These n*ggas sweet just like some Simply Lemonade, more clips than a promenade
She blow me up like a damn grenade, granny used to pray for better days
Man, this sh*t sound legendary, evidence, I call up my secretary
n*gga, we can do this from February to February