Lil Skies - Havin My Way lyrics

(feat. Lil Durk) I'ma go flex on a b*tch, go stunt on a b*tch I'm sorry, I'm havin' my way You ain't even with my team, you ain't with my gang Lil ni**a, get the fu*k out my face I brought a Glock in the party, I shoot at the opps They dancin' like B2K ni**a want smoke, I'm like, "OK" We gon' pull up, take his ass out in broad day I'ma go flex on a b*tch, go stunt on a b*tch I'm sorry, I'm havin' my way You ain't even with my team, you ain't with my gang Lil ni**a, get the fu*k out my face I brought a Glock in to party, I shoot at the opps They dancin' like B2K ni**a want smoke, I'm like, "OK" We gon' pull up, take his ass out in broad day It's more money out here to be made, oh None of these b*tches get saved I take this drip to my grave, bro Dash on these b*tches, I'm great She on my neck like a groupie ho Had her before I was paid These ni**as lame how they catch the boat Tryna keep up with my waves I keep them racks on my nightstand I don't put my trust in no one I had to go with the right plan Separate me from the fake ones I'm poppin' off like a handgun Cops askin' questions, we don't say nothin' Designer on my fu*kin' body Shorty, why your boyfriend dressin' like a pilgrim? To be honest, I don't feel him I live what I rap, that's a real life Lil shorty got hit with a real pipe Now she don't want you, it don't feel right I'm thanking God, 'cause I'm double blessed I'm in the sky, somewhere outta sight True stoner high, e'ry night Livin' this, how you gotta pay the price I'ma go flex on a b*tch, go stunt on a b*tch I'm sorry, I'm havin' my way You ain't even with my team, you ain't with my gang Lil ni**a, get the fu*k out my face I brought a Glock in the party, I shoot at the opps They dancin' like B2K ni**a want smoke, I'm like, "OK" We gon' pull up, take his ass out in broad day I'ma go flex on a b*tch, go stunt on a b*tch I'm sorry, I'm havin' my way You ain't even with my team, you ain't with my gang Lil ni**a, get the fu*k out my face I brought a Glock in to party, I shoot at the opps They dancin' like B2K ni**a want smoke, I'm like, "OK" We gon' pull up, take his ass out in broad day Drip too hard, don't stand too close fu*k around, get hit up with this K Don't say nothin', better get out my face Can't get a job with a tat on my face ni**as ain't real and I can't relate I bring my gun when I go on dates Order my money when I get it from Chase Hit up Virgil, Louis my shades ni**as say I'm fake, don't know what you think I done fu*ked a model b*tch over the sink Coco Chanel ain't put it in pink Animal cruelty, I put on this mink AP too little had to add me a link Mike Amiri denim, gotta hunnid on my jeans I'ma do whatever, gotta feed my team I married my b*tch, gotta pull me out the ring Apparently, the clarity, aye-aye-aye Chicago Streets to Beverly, aye-aye-aye All-white 1's, like KKK Skie's goin' broke, ain't no way Let a b*tch come try to steal my chain, you spit on her face I'ma go flex on a b*tch, go stunt on a b*tch I'm sorry, I'm havin' my way You ain't even with my team, you ain't with my gang Lil ni**a, get the fu*k out my face I brought a Glock in the party, I shoot at the opps They dancin' like B2K ni**a want smoke, I'm like, "OK" We gon' pull up, take his ass out in broad day I'ma go flex on a b*tch, go stunt on a b*tch I'm sorry, I'm havin' my way You ain't even with my team, you ain't with my gang Lil ni**a, get the fu*k out my face I brought a Glock in to party, I shoot at the opps They dancin' like B2K ni**a want smoke, I'm like, "OK" We gon' pull up, take his ass out in broad day