Invalid - Cdot Honcho

Ayy I used to ain’t have enough

Now whatever I cop, get a few of 'em

She boring, ain’t nothing I can do with her

I really wish it was a few of her, ayy

They know that we got the key to the streets

You get the key when we throw it up

You know your whore ain’t gon' lay up with me

You hit her back when we through with her

Me trustin' bitches, that’s invalid

Me trustin' niggas that’s invalid

Ain’t gon' say it, it won’t happen

So me goin' broke, that’s invalid

I’m on my way but I’m in traffic

Get in my way, you gon' catch havoc

Keep up with me, that’s invalid

Me without cheese, that’s invalid, ayy

Fuck dinner, I probably get benjis

Wipe me down here, drop my bitch off at Fendi, ayy

Fo’nem ass up like it’s windy

Fuck nigga probably get twenty

It’s going to be long 'fore the money go

We in this bitch like an addy ho, ayy

Walk in the lot, join the Audi ho

Walk in the spot with nobody ho

Won’t hit your ho 'cause her body wrong

No I got standards, I ain’t got manners

It’s us to the rubber we not alone

I can’t buy Pampers, I’m on the road

And I be drippin' I need a boat

One K, I’m trippin', that’s on a coat

Keep up with me, yeah that’s invalid

I’m shining, that forty is metallic

Run up you leaning like italics

Turnin' your ship to the Titanic

She on my dick, yeah she dramatic

Know I got sauce like the Italians

I used to be broke now I get thousands

You still broke, you keep browsing

Us been sipping little, invalid

You not a winner, that’s invalid

Ayy I used to ain’t have enough

Now whatever I cop, get a few of 'em

She boring, ain’t nothing I can do with her

I really wish it was a few of her, ayy

They know that we got the key to the streets

You get the key when we throw it up

You know your whore ain’t gon' lay up with me

You hit her back when we through with her

Me trustin' bitches, that’s invalid

Me trustin' niggas that’s invalid

Ain’t gon' say it, it won’t happen

So me goin' broke, that’s invalid

I’m on my way but I’m in traffic

Get in my way, you gon' catch havoc

Keep up with me, that’s invalid

Me without cheese, that’s invalid, ayy

Hellcat I’m sitting in, Off-White shit shipping in

Bitch what you gonna do to this dick again?

What he got up in that crib again?

Balenciaga Triple S’s, Rock two times, won’t wear again

Bitches bad, triple texting, bad hoes I’m shipping in

It ain’t shit to put her in the air, I get money like it’s in the air

Valentine that’s a different camo, hundred round for this different ammo

Pull up on me you gon' make the channel

Heat a nigga like he wore a flannel

He want that smoke and his body dismantled

Racks in my pocket, she still eat McDonald’s

Glock in my pocket, don’t come near it

Coupe like a rocket, I can’t steer it

Niggas always talk but I can’t hear it

Fo’nem found your ass in Lake Eerie

You say you have it, I make changes

Came a long way, shit it get dangerous

I’m built for this shit so this shit came regardless

Now when I shop, only valet I park it

Ayy I used to ain’t have enough

Now whatever I cop, get a few of 'em

She boring, ain’t nothing I can do with her

I really wish it was a few of her, ayy

They know that we got the key to the streets

You get the key when we throw it up

You know your whore ain’t gon' lay up with me

You hit her back when we through with her

Me trustin' bitches, that’s invalid

Me trustin' niggas that’s invalid

Ain’t gon' say it, it won’t happen

So me goin' broke, that’s invalid

I’m on my way but I’m in traffic

Get in my way, you gon' catch havoc

Keep up with me, that’s invalid

Me without cheese, that’s invalid, ayy