Fuck these bitches woah
If a nigga talking down, nigga 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)
Fuck that nigga 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 bitch wan pull up to my planet
The moon i made dat hoe bite sand
That nigga 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 nigga 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 bitch i be tired tho
That nigga eat glizzy a hot dog
Smack the shit out em take his AirPods off
Who you ducking from?
Bitch 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
Fuck these bitches want
Fuck these bitches want
My soul
Fuck these bitches woah
If a nigga talking down, nigga 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)
Fuck that nigga 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)