MILITANT

I’m in LA crashing out again

She wan' be way more than friend

Baby I can’t be your man

Im in LA off the juice and gin

If he try and test my twin

We a check a **** chin

She know that I’m pretty

She know that I’m rich

She know that I’m liable to fuck a **** bitch

She know that im city

She know that im sick

She know that im with the gang and shit get militant

Uhh, bruiser, I'm killin the cooter

She pop out, square in her mouth

Like she givin head to a loser

Forgot to study for this bitch

I’m a lil nervous to do her

I'm good with the dorks, good with the gays

Baby I'm good with the shooters

Let’s make a movie, Ryan Coogler

Let's make a movie, Freddy Kruger

I'm in the J Crew bathroom fuckin on a boomer

I better never a lose her

I can’t switch on anything

Pull up at the club with all my ****

Drop a wedding ring

It’s an open carry state

We got shit that carry fait

Don’t think I can pull out

From the way she carry cake

Poke her in a full house see me with a Mary Kate

Doctor Umar not a doctor pop out on a dairy date

She know that I’m pretty

She know that I’m rich

She know that I’m liable to fuck a **** bitch

She know that im city

She know that im sick

She know that im with the gang and shit get militant

{Verse 2: Tilla Giovanni]

She know that I'm pretty

She know that I'm cold

She know I just wanna stack my riches

Give a fuck about a hoe

She know that I'm ready to pop in the spot

Grippin' on my pole

She know that I'll die for this shit

I'm ready to go (brrr)

In my bag now

Matching tattoos with my hoe

You wasn't there when I wasn't shit

That's why the bitch wanna munch now

Doin' this shit since a kid

I been rich since a jit like bow wow

Checkin my stacks

All the bitch had to say was, "oh wow"

Used to smoke strong now-

Ooh ooh ahh

Used to smoke strong got snow now

Got white girl with me like hoe down

Got bobby and whitney and james brown

Shoutout my demon he keepin' the trap boomin'

Even when I'm out of town

And shoutout my main hoe

I'm the king of the trap

She gone get the crown

Uhh, brought the K to the D

No Durant even when the sun don't shine my phone ring

With my bitch sippin' opioid liquid form

Yea I'm sippin' codeine

Yea the bitch real bad

But the bitch too mean (meeeaaaaannn)

Poppin' out big sticks got a big whip OD like fentanyl

My gang really traumatized

I'll shoot myself like cheddar bob

I'm an artist first, I'll paint her face like Bob Ross

Look in my eyes lil' bitch

You couldn't afford what this pain costs

She know that I’m pretty

She know that I’m rich

She know that I’m liable to fuck a different bitch

She know that im city

She know that im sick

She know that im with the gang and shit get militant