BAPE lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse]
Swear I go Bape on the juice
We want the smoke, f*ck a truce
Eight in my cup, ain't no deuce
Hideaway spot in Duluth
I'm havin' they gotta salute
V took a shoot out the roof
Stretchin' my pockets, they loose
You n*ggas plottin' on who?
Don't give a f*ck what you knew
Dirty Diana my Fanta, I'm muddy
I made a movie with her and her buddy
Tell them lil n*ggas, "Don't play with me, bloody"
Most of my young n*ggas 'bout it, they nutty
All of my whores is hoes, they sl*tty
Can you survive the war, no runnin'
Been on this money, and more is commin'
Know we provide it, your boy a dummy
Huh, I don't even look at the tag
Tell 'еm, "This Aventador don't lag"
I blew a thirty for sure on hеr bag
Part of the reason she callin' me dad
I put a check on it, chief in this pad
We don't give f*cks about sh*t that you had
Speak on these motherf*ckin' blues in the stash
n*ggas putting b*tches in front of the cash
The robbers, they tried to succeed and don't
I put up 150, playin I don't
n*ggas be talkin' about sprayin' and won't
Know it's a difference in got and want
Stick on my lap, she don't ride in the trunk
Gotta respect it, you die if you don't
All of this game, I got it from unc'
Screamin', he gotta provide and won't
Can you survive or just vent
I got you n*ggas despisin' success
How do you got it, you doubt it you stressed
That money done made you the nati I guess
Fun with you b*tch, she f*ckin' success
Won't f*ck with you pussies, you n*ggas is pest
Sign that you turn on your partner for less
Chopper is a hundred, I had to invest (Yeah)