F**k these bitches woah

If a n**a talking down, n**a i'ma tag his toe

Pull with an f&n finna rock out with my woah

Yea these niggas count no money, count no cheese, yea they broke

(Yea these niggas count no money, count no cheese, yea they broke)

F**k that n**a dead

Pull up with a bleh, with a cut, let him rest

To fly like a jet

Rick Owen my body

Got Vivienne on my neck

Talk down get hit with a bleh

(Euh)

I do a flow they biting

Shit i be so high i might land

That b**h wan pull up to my planet

The moon i made dat hoe bite sand

That n**a a hoe get mixed like chex

I pour up a four the six not yet

I pass that hoe for an assist like yes

100 rounds from the stick to his chest

Got that n**a thinking like this shit was sum chess

They think i'm lying when i say i'm the best

I told him that you can get shit but no s

He said he gone shoot me fight no f

She said what i'm doing?

I'm not going

He ducking the bullet his top gone

How do it feel to be top dog

I don't know b**h i be tired tho

That n**a eat glizzy a hot dog

Smack the shit out em take his AirPods off

Who you ducking from?

B**h its the 5-0

Ion know what i've done it's a lot tho

Am i satisfied i want a lot more

And i could never lose my gaup

F**k these bitches want

F**k these bitches want

My soul

F**k these bitches woah

If a n**a talking down, n**a i'ma tag his toe

Pull with an f&n finna rock out with my woah

Yea these niggas count no money, count no cheese, yea they broke

(Yea these niggas count no money, count no cheese, yea they broke)

F**k that n**a dead

Pull up with a bleh, with a cut, let him rest

To fly like a jet

Rick Owen my body

Got Vivienne on my neck

Talk down get hit with a bleh

(Euh)