My Guy Lyrics

These niggas bitches, like fuck a friendship

Black Mercedes, with limo tints in

I’m smoking loud, I cannot hear shit

I shoot like CJ Miles, going for the swish

Eh

I’m from the trenches, I’m from the trenches

I pull up park the Benz, hop up in the kitchen

My bitch is doing ditches

I’m out here water whipping

I’m on a mission

I'm on a mission

I wanted in but you count me out

I remember when we ain’t have shit

In the drought

I remember when we had to trap at mama house

Bagging food like in n out

Packing tools up in her couch

I remember when we had to sin to get tho

Kick a doe

Wrapping packs up and we get some more

Thanks to the most high, devil standing close by

But I keep my 45.

Just in case these folks try me

Remember back then when we

Had to go and get it

When we had nothing to wear

When we

Had to share kicks and shit

Now we switching whips and shit

Actually buying Christmas gifts

Money on my mind and my mind where my business is

I got couple racks on me

Imma give some to the kids

I got no more fucks to give

Cuz I gave it to the pigs

I'm a frapboy baby

I’m a get it how I live

I send them racks straight to your crib

I help lil mama pay the bills

S63 Mercedes Benz

It’s just me and my lady yea

And she came w her lady friend

To my spot we mate again

Brand new watch no stainless steel

All my guys are trained to kill

My OG's done made a mill

So I can never miss a meal

Big drip on me like a whale

Real ones do not miss and tell

I could never drop a dime

Even in a wishing well

I got money on my mind

I think I got nickel cells

Even junkies on they grind

Always got some shit for sale

I only get it by the pound, gas to loud u hear the smell

Dripping in Chanel

Got me feeling on myself

Shawty kiss but never tell

Money green just like a kale

Smoking strong she like the smell

Money long like a Hail Mary

These niggaz bitches, like fuck a friendship

Black Mercedes with limo tints in

I’m smoking loud I cannot hear shit

I shoot like CJ Miles going for the swish

Eh

I’m from the trenches I’m from the trenches

I pull up park the Benz hop up in the kitchen

My bitch is doing ditches

I’m out here water whipping

I’m on a mission

I'm on a mission

That’s my guy yeah I know em

That’s my grind so ima show em

If it’s mine it’s like I owe em

Yea I know

That’s my guy yea I know em

Yeah I know em

That’s my guy yeah I know em

Yeah I know em

That’s my guy yeah I know em

If you fuck em u never tell I told ya