Aye, yeah, aye

And I don’t got no fuckin’ haters, told that bitch she gotta go

I’m just here to make the paper, get the bag and then I’ll go

I just pull up with the choppa

No Harley, yo’ head gon' splat, on the pavement

I’m pavin’ a road to get up on the map

And I don’t got no fuckin’ haters, told that bitch she gotta go

I’m just here to make the paper, get the bag and then I’ll go

I just pull up with the choppa

No Harley, yo’ head gon' splat, on the pavement

I’m pavin’ a road to get up on the map

Listen bitch, if you think that you was gonna play my shit

Know this rappin' that I'm doing, one day gonna make me rich

And if right now you've just bent over I might kick you out the crib

'Cause I ain’t fuckin’ with no thot bitch, only loyal hoes I want

'Cause yo’ girl she stay with you for two years, who she givin’ top?

Aye, yuh

Sorry, I didn’t mean to take yo’ bitch

Maybe if you learn to rap, or get some ice up on yo’ wrist

'Cause your girl is hella basic, she just want some fire dick

She just want some triple digits every time she fuckin’ blinks

She just want to stay at home and get fucked up with fancy drinks

Well bitch I’m sorry, I'm gon’ have to call the thot police

Sayin’ on your what you thought? Bitch, please

No this ain’t no shock, lil' B'

And I don’t got no fuckin’ haters, told that bitch she gotta go

I’m just here to make the paper, get the bag and then I’ll go

I just pull up with the choppa

No Harley, yo’ head gon' splat, on the pavement

I’m pavin’ a road to get up on the map

And I don’t got no fuckin’ haters, told that bitch she gotta go

I’m just here to make the paper, get the bag and then I’ll go

I just pull up with the choppa

No Harley, yo’ head gon' splat, on the pavement

I’m pavin’ a road to get up on the map

Aye, sorry, I know you bitches want me

But I ain't fuck with no hoes, so please just get up off me

Aye, sorry, I know you bitches want me

But I ain't fuck with no hoes, so please just get up off me