Lisa's Story

Hello?
Let me tell you 'bout this guy that I met
What up, L? Hope you talking 'bout a guy with a check
It's all money and it's funny I'm calling you 'bout it, peep
Wait a minute for this nigga be crawling up out his sleep
What's tea? When I saw him, I was playin' it mean (uh-huh)
I met him out in Harlem but he say he from Queens
Aight cool what he look like? Tall and about his green?
Bitch, yes and his paper was falling up out his jeans
Say word? This nigga the realest up out his friends
Smell of Creed make me want to just live up inside his skin
You a trip, nah word is, got him a lil' bitch
Sis thick? Mmm sure is, seen her inside a pic
Aw shit, did you screen shot it? Bitch, I'm the queen of it
Group text, let me make it so the team got it
Oh my God, got it? No no no, not her, why?
Fuck, please tell me this is not his damn girl
What you talkin' 'bout? Nah, L this is not a damn drill
Her name Diamond, and her crazy ass ill (huh?)
I'm about to Facetime you gon' get yo ass killed (what?)
I know it's never common for people to have you scared
But Diamond is like Simon 'cause people do what she says
It's just a matter of time for alignment to be in set
But that nigga that you met ain't the problem, it's who he with
Yeah, she a different bitch, straight vicious shit
Pretty brown, thick, every month got a different whip
So he love her? Bitch, probably more than his mother
I heard the last nigga to touch her, he put him under
Under what? (Mm)
Nah, don't you mumble shit
Buried in the ground, real down, I mean under six
Low on the humble tip? Bro really bust a clip
Nigga named Jigga used to hit her on some rumble shit
Word? So your nigga named Money right? Yeah
Yeah light skin, tall type, funny, right?
Yeah yeah, take me to the mall, type buddy like (right)
Try to eat it through my draws, type slutty like
Diamond, don't got a Instagram
But when it come to designer she got a list of them
Bags with a pistol in lunatic, all bad, listen, ruthless
Probably 'cause she started way back on the booster shit
Okay? Jigga died but, when alive, was the worst
How? Never cried when she heard he got merked
So you tryna say that Money got him hurt?
No bitch, look, I'm trying to say he put him on a shirt

Double parked front of Angels, it's packed inside
Hopped out and seen light skin passing by
Aww light skin, he all in my light tints
While I parallel park in the dark in my white Benz
Hold on, 'cause I ain't seen youiIn these parts before
Left the car by the hydrant then locked the door
Walked to the curb, long way
So I don't walk through the dirt
And I could hear the song play as I was walking in first
So I'm like, "Pardon me love, you got a minute?"
Look, I'm in a rush, I got to pivot
Oh, well I ain't trying to get all up in your business
And I'm hoping your car just isn't rented
Oh no, I ain't one of them (yeah)
Really could upgrade the car that you coming in
You might wanna come again
Come again? O,h you really not one of them
I like your chain, what's your name?
And where was you from again?
My name Money like, chain bright, sunny like
And I wear a crown in the town they don't come at night
oh word? You see my style I'm a Queens nigga, anyhow
Where? Southside, come sit down we could get around
So you fine and I get that
I like that I don't see you all the time
Yeah, I'm with that, but tell me where your bitch at?
Wait what you mean? Mmm, I could tell that you cuffed
And look at you, straight through, I could tell that you stuck
Aight, I got a bitch though
Yeah, you know how shit go
I do, I might flirt, I can't fuck up the crib though
Aww, but you love her though?
Don't blow your cover, bro
Nah really, what's that like ya baby mother though?
No baby though, oh
That's my baby though, oh
And watch how you talk 'bout my lady though
Oh excuse me, pardon me, bro
But you stopped me outside
Why you talked to me for, like what? Long story
Well fuck it, make time for it
What you don't believe me? Fuck I'ma lie for?
Yeah, whatever
I had a sister used to date this man sorta
Used to fuck with this guy always put his hands on her
What type of nigga hit another man's daughter?
Right? Bottom line, almost caught a manslaughter
Oh shit
But he moved on fast, lil' too quick
What's crazy is, his old bitch is my new bitch
What she look like? Brown skin, lil' too thick
Oh, never mind all that, you think you too slick
What's up with you though?
Nothing
You seem cool though
Last call, so what you 'bout to do though?
I don't know, I know I'm coming with you though
So we can chill and hit the town for a few though
Aight

Yo, where you at?
I'm up the block
Man, stop playing, when is you coming back?
Matter fact, you could link me at the spot
Uhn-uhn, no
Stop fronting you know that you pullin up'
Come on