Get On My Nerves

These fuck **** get on my nerves

These fuck **** get on my nerves

These fuck **** get on my nerves

These fuck **** get on my nerves

These fuck **** get on my nerves

These fuck **** get on my nerves

These fuck **** get on my nerves

These fuck **** get on my nerves

These fuck **** get on my nerves

Get mad and I think I might swerve

Don't come out, I'll shoot through the curtains

Shut up, ****, stop all that yapping

I promise I'm like this in person

I promise I'm with it, f-f—

I promise I'm with it for really

This hammer the GOAT, it's the billy

I up it and aim at the ceiling

I pop out and pull up on my brothers

It might be to drop off them Ps

It might be to drop off them cutters

I'm screeching, I'm burning the rubber

Got a ho under my cover

She gon' say something though if I tell her

She gon' slither a ****, I tell her

They know how I get with that metal

They know how I get that

Catch me with some wicked-ass rebels

Can't hang, little ****, it's levels

Even my mama know how I'm rocking

Even Ma know these **** be jocking

Put the dope in your sock like a stocking

Me and bro like Malone and Stockton

I'm ducking that bitch if they lob it

They think that I'm going my fastest

They don't even know I've been jogging

I buy her the purse if she slobbin'

This shit I got, **** ain't seen it

I'm quick with a drop like I'm fiending

Hop out and bah-bah-bah-bah like I'm leaving

That boy is a pussy, that boy not a demon

That yap shit get on my nerve

That fuck shit get on my nerve

That ho shit get on my nerve

That broke shit get on my nerve

These fuck **** get on my nerves

These fuck **** get on my nerves

These fuck **** get on my nerves

These fuck **** get on my nerves

These fuck **** get on my nerves

These fuck **** get on my nerves

These fuck **** get on my nerves

These fuck **** get on my nerves