Every time that you see me, b**h I'm sticked up
Always got that stick tucked
P**y n**a give it up
Ain't worry about no bih
'Cause that p**y, she gon' give it up
Don't got to give her shit 'cause off rip
She gon' let me f**k
Swervin' in that new body
Drop top that new 'gatti
Feelin' like I'm John Gotti
'Cause I don't fear nobody
I just got a new shawty
And I got her a new body
Burn off in that foreign, guess she hot, just like wasabi
Kicking off that flavor, kicking shit just like karate
I don't need no handouts little boy, b**h my crew got me
Plug just called my phone with the drugs 10-4 copy
Diamonds skated on my wrist like a n**a playin' hockey
Cashed out in the mall, everyday is my payday
What's that little gun
Oh, that's my mini AK, that Draco
Shoot a n**a in the face make 'em lay low
That chopper hold a hunnid K tho
Pull up on a n**a, let that gun go
Vraa-bang-bang like Tadoe
Who don't want no beef
Who don't want no smoke
My n**a super savage, they'll kick a door
I flip that work, like I flip your ho
If she don't do the team, then she gotta go
I got fame on my name, watch me do my thang
But let a n**a act tough, I'm blowing out his brain
Don't make me pull up on your block, and snatch your fucking chain
'Cause I show up to your shit and treat you like a fucking lame
B**h, you'se a m**g cornball
All ya Twitter beefin' niggas, we ignore ya'll
Ya'll some little ass boys, man ya'll so small
I know your background, lil' b**h I'll expose ya'll
Draco bullets hit your whip
If you're talking all that shit, my n**a Jay up in the cut
Clutchin' on that .45
Slide down to a n**a block, hit 'em with a fucking Glock
Bullets hit his fucking top, somebody grab a fucking mop
Deebo when a n**a shit, then I finna f**k his b**h
Jay calling my phone saying: "Bro, let's go hit a lick"
I'mma go and grab a stick
C**k it then we finna dip
Kicking down the door
And aim a toolie at your daddy's lip
Get into his fucking cash
Yes I gotta check a bag
I'm in first while you in last
I'm leaning, but I never crack
Put you in a body bag
Now I know your momma sad
'Cause I had done f**k you up
And I'm the reason why you had to pass
Niggas know, I'm not the one to be f**d with
AR-15 shots make a n**a duck quick (pa-pa-pa-pa
All that Facebook talk and this gon' get you done quick (n**a
I'm turning to a demon, when you put me in a fucking (in that what
A n**a talking bodies, well let's talk bodies (let's talk bodies
You gon' end up your like your mans, if you go on and try me
N**a steady looking for me, you know where to find me
B**h I'm in the ham with a pole, n**a I ain't hiding (I ain't hiding
Everywhere I go I got to keep a stick on me (a stick on me
So if a n**a try me, light him like a Christmas tree (a Christmas tree
My name popping, they be buzzin' like some fucking bees (skrr, skrr
So I'mma slide down and bless your b**h like that b**h sneezed
