Slimesito, K$upreme, Evilgiane - Myself lyrics

(Evilgiane, Surfgang bitch)

I did a lot by myself
Can't try to act like they helped
Sixteen hundred for a Hermes belt
Water on me drippin' like Michael Phelps
When I was broke, I ain't like how I felt
When I'm slidin'
I'm strapped up like a seatbelt

Rich slime, now I'm gettin' to the wealth
I was broke as fuck, I ain't like how I felt
I was fucked up but I didn't ask for help
Feel way better when you get it by yourself
I played the cards that a nigga was dealt
Glock 9 and it's tucked in my belt
Gotta stay strapped even though
I'm out on bail
My face card stamped, I stay with clientele
Yeah, I got the pack through the mail
Had to double the seal just to hide the smell
Gotta move smart 'cause I can't take a L
Man 12 hot as fuck but I still rebelle
I be in Riverdale posted up at the Shell
Undercovers tryna get me like Denzel
In the trap always tryna make a sale
24 hours, I spent the night in a hotel

Still catchin' them plays like Odell
You say you get money, I can't tell
I might go trap out the hotel
I done sold more gas than a pump at Shell
Stackin' the bands now I
Make my pockets swell
Shark gang nigga, we the black cartel
I got these Off White fives on
I'm fresh as hell
Tryna vacuum seal the Shark
Still couldn't hide the smell
My face card good, I got rich clientele
I gotta thank God I'm winnin'
I been through some Ls
Seen my big bro make a few mills off of scams
Four of Wock' now I move like a snail
Skrt in the M Kit, I left a trail
I don't want that pint if
It don't got a seal
Exotic bags, you gotta pay us, no deals
We in LA smokin' Shark in the Hills

We in LA smokin' Shark in the Hills
Glock on me, gotta keep it concealed
All that goofy shit that you
Doin' get you killed
I stay strapped up like a Navy Seal
I got some money but I'm chasin' the mills
I gotta watch him, if he lie, he gon' steal
My niggas roll shit when they on them pills
It feel like Chiraq when we in them drills
It feel like Iraq when we catchin' kills
Spanish plug and he sendin' them keys in
I'm soupin' up whips like
It's Need for Speed
My bitch strapped up and she bangin' B's
Yeah, we got a lot off the streets
Yeah, seen niggas die in these streets
These broke ass niggas always tryna compete
That money comin' in, always on repeat