Selfish Lyrics

Yeah You can't hit my cup I'm way too selfish

Bands comin' in don't give a fuck if you ain't helpin'

Shit you seen the look up on my face I kept it real (real)

And the drank came sealed (sealed)

Niggas claim they real then slime you out that's a lil' deal

Can't get enough I think I earned it

Might just go and burn one

You fuck with me just let me know cause you just look uncertain

Don't even wanna argue but you did that shit on purpose

And I don't wanna drive bet you whip this bitch for me

Like the club guess that's not my type of scene

Push up to the crib we stop for gasoline

I don't like these other bitches not my speed

B got me way too blown I'm smokin' on trees rollin' up three

This that gas pack have you fallin' out your seat

Always by myself cause I ain't fallin' out on beef

I don't like to talk it's just chaotic how I speak

Need another one it put all our minds at ease

Shit easy

Shit easy

Shit easy I been gettin'-

You can't hit my cup I'm way too selfish

Bands comin' in don't give a fuck if you ain't helpin'

Shit you seen the look up on my face I kept it real (real)

And the drank came sealed (sealed)

Niggas claim they real then slime you out that's a lil' deal

Can't get enough I think I earned it

Might just go and burn one

You fuck with me just let me know cause you just look uncertain

Don't even wanna argue but you did that shit on purpose

And I don't wanna drive bet you whip this bitch for me (Yah)

Ask anyone when I was 21 we was rolling deep just like Adele's shit

Look I said enough don't tell 'em much that's my style not nobody elses

I go lay a verse then I lay her down

Hold up let me take off this belt bitch

Yeah they tryna fuck I don't give em one thought you knew that ya boy lil' selfish

You can't puff on my blunt I ain't sharing

And your pockets get ran like some errands

We take everything two hands can carry

She a bird she a toucan canary

Shorty suck me like soup and it's scary

Bumping HOV in the coupe and it's blaring

You boys nosy you fed you boys Karens

Might put bread on yo head like tooth fairies

You boys sleep on me thinking I would fail

On the low tryna slime me YSL

Bought trees off me what I had for sale

Then you rat of course you clientele