m i a uh

think of you cut up on this one j c

sick one you like niggas ain't na na na na to you oh

sick one you p**y ass niggas hating on my instagram

might have to pop up in real life to go kill a fan

no kill little door man's no

no smoke little door man's na na na

like i knew it

shoot hate my photo shoot

you got women tendencies

what was wrong with you huh

ain't no hoe in me huh

but i be hoing

i be crunching

while you dealing with that pity

shit you going through

not least it's my music huh it's my money

huh it's my life huh

you ain't nothing

i do what i want like when i want that's why they live

i ain't packing up my verses when you him

you ain't got no budget

but i bought all my chains

yeah all his ice

i ain't go to johnny thang huh

but they knew it's right huh

or a hood she wouldn't know

i don't work for nobody huh

get the drop on when you niggas drag

slow bite huh

pop dough up that b**h till i see nobody huh

police got them questions then i get the acting

slow body extra arms sitting about the draco

they b**h little robotic

they keep it for my bitches on insta

cause i be so riding

really i've been booling

ain't in the acting bottle when i could be fooling

like every time i get excited trade my women

you play with poseidon him gonna start a ride

moving weight solely off my body like i'm on the dime

i make another hundred beings when i feel like

she think i'm rich

all these changes make me feel

like i seen a couple niggas die

i seen a couple getting died

every time i up to big thirty i get real shots

like let a n**a play with cassader i'm on a ass

every time i'm in the field i got my helmet on

when a n**a make me mad i lose myself control no fake

i've been two of the tenses so man no faith

they been june me down i ain't laughing

no faith down there waiting in line for my kind

i know faith i got cheese for that wine

f**k your crime and no faith

uh uh uh uh

now i want me on that t l cause i be here

trap commander off the c shif seven retail

i use a goofy n**a you bleed a word to the hill

i told her her had to leave

because the way she smack you bitches in my d m

i don't respond to

i still a baby

can i please get it follow back uh uh hmm

i ain't got no time for that

i'm facetime with my favorite b**h

while i drive this game

i be in the studio all night i'm inside me young

she say she don't want no nate hoe

she wants some kind of yet that sunset media make

you kinda ain't crazy

i'm a last of a dime breeze ninety eight bang

i ain't got no time for that

huh she don't wanna come home

she don't want the bone yeah she want to quill her

and b**h i'm on the seafood case of dealer

and b**h my ski and tough is all my dealers

f**k her on the floor she crawl like caterpillars

can't shoot better than your sister sheryl miller

huh don't got break up in my system

get the jetters uh

big old pole up in the building with that strippers

uh huh

on my niggas got f**d up manners cause they killers

huh

b**h look just like her daddy without them filters huh

we hop in and shake shit up like alcohol

celsius burger with the belches

quit the juice don't do no else

your baby mama like to keep her fall here

just right where my belt is

i ain't rearing muzza school but still

elvis killer

vibes say my wife is got a legendary pelvic bomb

don't leave us the hell of a hoe at the booty house

you know you reach my phone

what are you gonna do