Proud Of U (Remix) [feat. Blueface]

Low the Great (low the Great)
 Wait, hold up, hold up, hold up
 Niggas pockets on a diet
 Catfish niggas lying
 Nigga, you tried it
 I do this without trying
 Mama keep on telling me, "I'm proud of you"
 Mama, shut the fuck up, you ain't even got no Prada
 Nigga had it rough, but I'm still Gucci
 Blister on my feet from these shoes, but they still Gucci
 Bitch pussy weak, but it's still coochie
 Bitch ass faker than her hair, but it's still booty
 I ain't got no manners, I'm a foolie
 Nigga, like the toilet, I'll let this bitch use me
 Specially at the crib, that mean she finna do me
 Bitch, I ain't no kid, I'm tryna get the cooties
 The head and all that other shit that you be doin'
 It's simple, baby, pull up like a Huggie
 Like a Big Mac, I want you to mc-love me (I want you to mc-love me)
 I remember back then if she was in street I still couldn't hit it
 Like a parked car now, she getting curve
 R.I.P Swerve (R.I.P Swerve), from the Jordan downs (Jordan downs)
 I remember I had a bucket, I'm so foreign
 Now, bitch, don't drown (don't drown)
 I just threw 30 thou' (30 thou'?)
 On a necklace, bitch, I'm that reckless
 Really, I'm that nigga, still living like a peasant (living like a peasant)
 No, I'm not broke, I'm just humble if you guessing
 You just wanna fuck, huh, bitch, you guessed it
 Bop
 Niggas pockets on a diet
 Catfish niggas lying
 Nigga, you tried it
 I do this without trying
 Mama keep on telling me, "I'm proud of you"
 Mama, shut the fuck up, you ain't even got no Prada
 Nigga had it rough, but I'm still Gucci
 Blister on my feet from these shoes, but they still Gucci
 Bitch pussy weak, but it's still coochie
 Bitch ass faker than her hair, but it's still booty
 I ain't got no manners, I'ma foolie
 Blueface baby (yeah), Blueface AP (a'ight)
 Blu-Ray tape me, you was never on the block, buster
 You was at the Redbox
 Everybody got dead homies, bitch, I got dead homies (on the dead homies)
 Bitch, I'm on 17 with somethin' that hold 17
 Y.I.P Tiny Smoke, Y.I.P Insane, School Yard Crip gang
 Bitch, I'm a member, make sure you remember
 I'm cold like December, get hit like a fender
 Bend over the couch, if we not fucking, no dinner
 Bitch, I just spent 30 thou' on some furniture
 I don't wanna kick it, kick a bitch to the curb
 Uber a bitch and a Lyft for a bird
 The same time, crack any bitch with the same line
 Blueface baby, love me or hate me
 I'm paid, still running fades in Balenciagas (ooh)
 Keep a yopstick, niggas fuckin'
 Niggas pockets on a diet
 Catfish niggas lying
 Nigga, you tried it
 I do this without trying
 Mama keep on telling me, "I'm proud of you"
 Mama shut the fuck up, you ain't even got no Prada
 Nigga had it rough, but I'm still Gucci
 Blister on my feet from these shoes, but they still Gucci
 Bitch pussy weak, but it's still coochie
 Bitch ass faker than her hair, but it's still booty
 I ain't got no manners, I'm a foolie