I was gon' talk to y'all niggas, man
But I forgot I don't even talk to niggas (yeah) who don't make 15 hunnid a day
Fuck no bitches, or wear no designer (at all)
Y'all niggas' phone slow as hell, man, don't think about me, man
I'll get to buyin' niggas (you won't leave him a clue? Please, for my man Taz) yeah (for real)
It's a cold game, I'm just warmin' up
Shorts one of one, still one and done
A young n***a slicin' s**t like it's Pizza Hut
I got her rushin' out the house, I just beat once
Break the pill with me, spilt the bean with me, geek up
Rich junkie boy, take a Xan', I'm asleep, bruh
Said her biggest dream was givin' head on a tour bus
All these b***h tryna get up on me, but I bro'd 'em
Ask Trey, man, I spent a dub just on flared pants
She ain't know the seats give you hugs in 'em big Benzes
All my bitches gotta own a business, I don't f*ck strippers (keep that)
Tellin'-ass nigga, I'm glad I ain't do no crime with you
This a Cali' pack, bust the seal, smell the time difference
Ain't no internet beefin' near me, boy, we drop n***a
The last skit we did, I think dog dropped a dime on 'em
Did a lotta s**t to this day 'cause it's Fox footage
Yeah, got her runnin' to my house after you beat her up (beat her up)
I'm rich and still order hits like I'm Pizza Hut (yeah)
He bangin' Crip, but he throw B's in that Bentley truck (in that Bentley truck)
You niggas braggin' 'bout 'em hoes we already f****d (yeah)
Brrt-brrt-brrt, make sure that bad man die (bad man die)
Girl, I'm on the move, just move your drawers to the side (alright)
You can tell I'm leanin', I pour fours in a pint (for real)
I book her a flight, she think I'm changin' her life (yeah)
She ain't know the big body Benz was gon' hug her (yeah)
I can't speak to nothin', I be fuckin' in the public (yeah)
Unc' an old head, he wrap bricks like a mummy (for real)
Wan' kill his whole gang, ten niggas cost a hunnid (yeah)
Yeah, niggas on the mic talkin' money, but ain't havin' nothin' (ain't havin' nothin')
If she see these bands in my pocket, boy, I know she fuckin' (yeah)
All you hear is, "Pew", that's a rocket, better get to duckin' (pew-pew)
Think I play for Tampa Bay, I be gettin' bucks in (get 'em bucks in)
Get your bitch, she keep blowin' up my phone line (phone line)
I'm with Veeze and lil' Rob (yeah), and 'em bros got like four knots (four knots)
Lil' n***a showin' ten, I can make that s**t in no time (no time)
She want me to buy a bag, man, you must've lost your whole mind
Bitch, I got up on the grind, got 'em bands, and I put it up
Dumb n***a spendin' bands on a ho, but ain't even f*ck
Man, niggas actin' bad on the 'Gram, but ain't even tough
Kind of feelin' like I'm Baby, I got all four pockets stuffed (my s**t stuffed)
I got four pockets full, n***a feel like Baby (feel like Baby)
Vulture Island shit, biggest Skii (yeah), nigga, Wavy Navy (Wavy Navy)
Nigga brought his b***h to my show, then I hit his lady (hit his lady)
Nigga say he wanna book a show, tell the n***a pay me (n***a, pay me)
Yeah, gang-gang
You know we really havin' over here, man
Y'all niggas broke as s**t
