Every Since - UnoTheActivist, Playboi Carti, Thouxanbanfauni

Nigga challenge me, I’ma spray just like Febreze

I done spent too much at Gucci (Bands), I done spent too much at Fendi

(Rackades)

I just thank the Lord that the plug was fuckin' with me

I’m a real Atlanta nigga posted up and eatin' bullets (I been posted up on Flat)

Real Atlanta plug (Plug), let the pints go for the 50 (Yeah)

Ayy, ayy, ever since you left my side (Bah-bah, 29, bitch)

I keep my 9 on my side, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Splur, Splur)

It’s some niggas out here that wanna see me dead (Bah, yeah, yeah, yeah),

ayy (What?)

Bitch, I’m pourin' for you (I'm pourin' for you), yeah

I’m the bakers man (I'm the bakers man), ayy

Bitch, I’m movin' pies (Bitch, I’m movin' pies), ayy

Say he movin' weight (Say he movin' weight), nah

Boy, he tellin' lies (Yeah)

Why should I lie about this money?

(Why should I lie about this money?)

Why should I lie about this money?

(Cash, cash, yeah)

I’m well connected if you need a snow deal (If you need a snow deal)

You could be a street nigga or you can be some roadkill (Or you can be a dead

man)

Thouxanband capsules, boy, you know we about them big deals (Nigga brought them

big deals)

And I need a million just for a decent meal

My main bitch keep on lurkin', and my side bitch hardly workin' (She hardly

workin')

Like an ulcer, it’s gon' surface, I ain’t shit but I got a purpose (But I got a

purpose)

If trill mean that you too broke then I been trill but I never wore no Been

Trill (Never wore no Been Trill)

Like blue, like red, like white pills and I’m sellin' gas call, me Hank Hill

(Call me Hank Hill)

That’s propane and a gold chain (Gold chain)

Chrome’s on the rim when I road rage (Road rage, road rage)

And I keep about twelve in a birdcage

Fuck the trill wave, I rep the real wave (Real wave)

I know too many want to get paid (Get paid)

If you talk too much, get your trap raid (Trap raid)

All these pussy ass niggas don’t say any 'bout my lil' old bitch but she just

don’t hate (Shit, just don’t hate)

Ayy, ayy, ever since you left my side (Bah-bah, 29, bitch)

I keep my 9 on my side, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Splur, Splur)

It’s some niggas out here that wanna see me dead (Bah, yeah, yeah, yeah),

ayy (What?)

Bitch, I’m pourin' for you (I'm pourin' for you), yeah

I’m the bakers man (I'm the bakers man), ayy

Bitch, I’m movin' pies (Bitch, I’m movin' pies), ayy

Say he movin' weight (Say he movin' weight), nah

Boy, he tellin' lies (Yeah)

Why should I lie about this money?

(Why should I lie about this money?)

Why should I lie about this money?

(Cash, cash, yeah)

She say Carti, she love me («Carti, I love you», money bags)

Designer, I love it (Designer, I love you, money bags)

A.P.C.

jeans (A.P.C.), yeah, they stay stuntin' (Designer, designer)

She crushin', uh (Yeah, foreign, but she love me, foreign)

Coolin' with the plugs, I’m in the mink, I got a snug, ayy (Snug)

Ho don’t wanna hug (No hug), I just want some fuckin' guns (Fuckin' guns)

Hold up, for real (Real), diamonds wet, they drip for real (They drip for real)

I’m the sub like I’m ill (Like I’m ill), in high school I flipped them pills (I

flipped them pills)

Collectin' in the field (Field)

On a hundred fishy bitches, swag Jmoney (Jmoney, cash)

Big boy bluntin' (Bluntin')

Trap house stay trappin' (Trap house, trap house, gas, gas)

Motor crossed on him, can’t kick it with no lamey

Gettin' top while I’m in the coupe (Ayy, ayy)

Switchin' lanes, bitch (Skrrt-skrrt), slight work, young nigga

Yeah, I been bankin' (What?)

Yeah, nigga real then I don’t the shit (Blatt, what?)

2900, yeah, you know we with the shits (Blatt-blatt)

Flippin' bricks, got another brick

Ayy, ayy, ever since you left my side (Bah-bah, 29, bitch)

I keep my 9 on my side, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, Splur, Splur)

It’s some niggas out here that wanna see me dead (Bah, yeah, yeah, yeah),

ayy (What?)

Bitch, I’m pourin' for you (I'm pourin' for you), yeah

I’m the bakers man (I'm the bakers man), ayy

Bitch, I’m movin' pies (Bitch, I’m movin' pies), ayy

Say he movin' weight (Say he movin' weight), nah

Boy, he tellin' lies (Yeah)

Why should I lie about this money?

(Why should I lie about this money?)

Why should I lie about this money?

(Cash, cash, yeah)

(Plugs)