Never Fold (feat. SoFaygo)

(I miss you, Bryce)
(Ayy, Woods, light that sh*t up)
N*gg*, get back, you play with this side, you know that we moving like that
And I get the bag, I'm so in love with this sh*t, I'ma play with the racks
My blunt full of OG gas bag, you know that I'm smoking the thrax
I'm texting this ho and she think I'ma wife, but I already know she a gnat
Run down on your b*tch, pass her back to you
We won't even get into that, when I hit her back, and she sing hallelujah
And my woadie gon' send a pack like a quarterback, gonna catch it like Julio
And she say that she love me, like really though
My bank account got them O's like cheerios

I really hope you don't fold on me, hope you don't fold on me
This sh*t get old to me, this sh*t get old to me
And then she get old to me
Gas bag, got a load on me
Why you tryna put a hold on me?
You know that we going too deep
You know that we going too deep
Woah, woah, stop that (Okay)
Woah, woah, stop that sh*t
Balling on n*gg*s, I'm feeling like Vick
And I spend about two racks all on my kicks
He stepped on my troops and he's gonna get hit
That lil' boy can't see me, I'm moving in reach
I'm so geeked out my mind when I'm making these hits

N*gg*, get back, you play with this side, you know that we moving like that
And I get the bag, I'm so in love with this shit, I'ma play with the racks
My blunt full of OG gas bag, you know that I'm smoking the thrax
I'm texting this ho and she think I'ma wife, but I already know she a gnat
Run down on your b*tch, pass her back to you
We won't even get into that, when I hit her back, and she sing hallelujah
And my woadie gon' send a pack like a quarterback, gonna catch it like Julio
And she say that she love me, like really though
My bank account got them O's like cheerios