Double Standards Lyrics

Bring this OMMIO in your front yard
10 Summers like a [?]
[?]
Oh he official he a dope boy
[?]

When they found me I was RJ
Yeah it's Mister L.A
Or it's Mister Motherfuckin'

Fuck you mean? Humble bitch a man can't judge me
I'm known to make a bitch a trustee if she's lucky
Trust me nigga

I don't love your bitch she don't love me neither
We just fuck we don't kiss, we get amnesia
I look my girl in her eyes, tell het I'm a cheater
If you fuck another nigga I'mma have to leave

I became a god to a nonbeliever
Talk to God but I'm not your preacher
Did my time with some [?]
Don't judge the crowd got your own [?]
I got stripes like I own Adidas
50 thousand in deposit [?] visa
Fuck up the closet find a spot for Designer sneakers
[?]
Catch a body, double back like Jesus
Give you the whole magazine like Khadijah
Then get amnesia
Fuck the realest bitch and then get amnesia
I might need that but I don't need ya
And I won't feed ya
She just eating dick without the breather
Eating big, your appetite is a teaser
Trust me, nigga

I don't love your bitch she don't love me neither
We just fuck we don't kiss, we get amnesia
I look my girl in her eyes, tell het I'm a cheater
And f you fuck another nigga I'mma have to leave

I'mma have to leave
Oh man, don't do it
Oh man, I don't wanna have to leave
I don't wanna have to leave you
Uh, I need you
Yeah, Oh no
Oh man