Acres

Right here with it
 Yea, Kay
 I'm on my transcendence
 Bands spending
 Plugged like a antenna
 Live inside her head
 Rent free
 Imma damn tenant
 P bitch
 Get it on your tit, or on a damn necklace
 Stay inside the box
 Funny tho, cause they cant check em
 I promise Ma, I'm on my way up
 Thought he had some hot shit
 Drop my shit and fuck his day up
 Niggas changing teams
 Guess he don't know what we made of
 Then wanna relink
 No bra, like a A- Cup
 Stay there
 Past the point that I could play fair
 Back to sonnin' niggas, turn this shit into a day care
 Want that old money
 Yeah the type that come with gray hair
 Used to want the eighth
 Now a nigga want them acres
 Yea
 Bitch I'm tryna get my land up
 Fans up
 Bands up
 Hands up
 Aye
 Want some Gucci pants, new jams and a lamb truck
 Grandma laughin' to the bank
 Bills paid
 Yea
 Been in my bag like toiletries
 Like my top messy and I like my box oily
 Ya niggas got glocks
 But do ya niggas got loyalty
 My writtens got hot
 And now these bitches tryna spoil me
 Yea
 Twenty-three new visions
 Im tryna feed all of my niggas like soup kitchens
 I'm tryna wine and dine my chick
 Yeah Ruth Chris it
 Big blessings falling out my hands like loose mittens
 The flow bout sweet as Auntie Annes
 And dudes kissing
 So they can never stop my plans, I'm too driven
 Just had to get that off my chest like Rue Skitzin
 (Rue from Euphoria yelling)
 I promise Ma, I'm on my way up
 Thought he had some hot shit
 Drop my shit and fuck his day up
 Niggas changing teams
 Guess he don't know what we made of
 Then wanna relink
 No bra, like a A- Cup
 Stay there
 Past the point that I could play fair
 Back to sonnin'niggas, turn this shit into a day care
 Want that old money
 Yeah the type that come with gray hair
 Used to want the eighth
 Now a nigga want them acres