Ymc Ant - Still venting Lyrics

I bought my blick in the party
It's about to get lit in the party
Fuckin' with her yea I'm fuckin' with shawty
Damn and she got hell of body
Thinking about you I'm ridin' alone
Don't be knowing what time I'm on
I don't want you to cry alone but I be knowing I'm Gettin' low
I been goin' through a lot right now but you already Know how I get
Leave me alone know I'm hot right now
I was just tryin' hit me a lick
My man posted on the block right now and he might Just hit off the split
Be cool cause you can get shot right now
I'm goin' tell you how real it can get
I been gettin' to the bag I can teach you if you listen to Me but you got to Tell me you ready
Yeah I'm skinny but my pockets be heavy
On the block and I need all my fetty
And we got hell of shots we ready
You better yell out when you see a chevy
I'm in my bag I need baguettes
I was posted with dimes of ready
If a nigga run up better get back
Yes I'm a chaser you know I'm with that
All these broke niggas they need to sit back
Talking about money they knowing we in that
She acting boujie she know I'm goin' hit her
Spin in the summer we spin in the winter
What's her name I couldn't remember
I am a big dog your a beginner
And I might pull up at your venue
Yeah you cool but I want your friend too
You can get what you want like a menu
I need my money in full like the rent due
You say you real but I know you pretend to
I'm gettin' to it I know it offend you
You acting tough but it never was in you
I'm on my own but fuck it I been knew
And I am who I am look out for the fam forreal just tell Me you got me
I need my whole wrist be rocky
I be feeling like niggas can't stop me
He in the field and he toting a cutter

I bought my blick in the party
It's about to get lit in the party
Fuckin' with her yea I'm fuckin' with shawty
Damn and she got hell of body
Thinking about you I'm ridin' alone
Don't be knowing what time I'm on
I don't want you to cry alone but I be knowing I'm Gettin' low
I been goin' through a lot right now but you already Know how I get
Leave me alone know I'm hot right now
I was just tryin' hit me a lick
My man posted on the block right now and he might Just hit off the split
Be cool cause you can get shot right now
I'm goin' tell you how real it can get
I been gettin' to the bag I can teach you if you listen to Me but you got to Tell me you ready
Yeah I'm skinny but my pockets be heavy
On the block and I need all my fetty
And we got hell of shots we ready
You better yell out when you see a chevy
I'm in my bag I need baguettes
I was posted with dimes of ready
If a nigga run up better get back
Yes I'm a chaser you know I'm with that
All these broke niggas they need to sit back
Talking about money they knowing we in that
She acting boujie she know I'm goin' hit her
Spin in the summer we spin in the winter
What's her name I couldn't remember
I am a big dog your a beginner
And I might pull up at your venue
Yeah you cool but I want your friend too
You can get what you want like a menu
I need my money in full like the rent due
You say you real but I know you pretend to
I'm gettin' to it I know it offend you
You acting tough but it never was in you
I'm on my own but fuck it I been knew
And I am who I am look out for the fam forreal just tell Me you got me
I need my whole wrist be rocky
I be feeling like niggas can't stop me
He in the field and he toting a cutter