"Figured It Out" lyrics - BINO RIDEAUX

[Chorus:]
AP fit my arm like it was made for me
Side by side with my dogs I walk faithfully
Shorty you know I'm a dog you ain't gonna wait for me
I'm in them streets til the morning, mama got to pay for me
I figured it out no feelings involved yea
Dick in her mouth this what it's about
I'm leave him where he down
If he even come out yea
Digit amount, Digit amount

Pour out the ounce, feel like a boss
Fuck it's about?
Drill at your house yea
Don't fuck up the count yea
I'm going to go in her mouth yea
We got the streets if we keep it a thousand
Nigga be soft, we ain't involved yea
Young nigga put that shit on
We in the mall bitch
Tell 'em about it's up with my dog
We gone play ball with you
Hundred something on a bad day
Pull up, can't even keep up with the valet
My day been cool
Trying to have a couple million in a bag day
I can just lit for the moment
I'm a be the realist nigga until the last day
This what it's about
I ain't got no love for them bitches
I'm tripping that's cap ain't it
I put this shit on the map baby
Authentic this shit ain't no rap game
Farealni been that nigga back when bitches was backpaging?
Still will pull it still will bang a nigga ain't that famous
Still in them streets promise I'm bringing it back baby
What's happening baby
Promise I'm a...

[Chorus:]
AP fit my arm like it was made for me
Side by side with my dogs I walk faithfully
Shorty you know I'm a dog you ain't gonna wait for me
I'm in them streets til the morning, mama got to pay for me
I figured it out no feelings involved yea
Dick in her mouth this what it's about
I'm leave him where he down
If he even come out yea
Digit amount, Digit amount