You know it hurts

When everybody 'round you started changing

Whatever works

I had to find me a way to bring change in (Gang!)

I was so cold when it started raining

Ain't no complaining, you call it pain I call it training

Crank up on the engine, foreign rings, it's push to start

That boy trippin' for attention, we gon' hit him where it hurt

Long extension, like a bad lil bitch tryna touch up on your shirt

When bro suspicious, he gon' pop a **** like a fucking perc, yea yea

Yea yea (Gang bitch!)

Yea yea

Yea yea

Yea yea

Yea yea

Yea yea

Yea yea

I know I'm the best when I do this shit

Cause I slide on the track like some lubricant (No cap)

Only me, never no duplicates

Best give it up or we bussin' your noodle then

Walk up in the party with a buss down

Shawty ion do the talking, get the fuck down

If a **** got a problem get the fuck 'round

Like a virgin, I ain't really tryna fuck 'round

He ain't, bout it I put like a hunnid on it

I know who I am I'm screaming fuck the comments

Live my life up cause tomorrow's never promised

Bitch you trip bout your periods, I trip bout commas

(Yea yea)

I ain't say my life is hard

But I ain't saying that my life is easy

Don't worry bout the life I'm living, promise I'm doing just fine, no kizzy

Caught so many L's, I'm lifting, praying I get straight to the winning

Even though I'm still sinning, I'm still praying to got to forgive me

We get litty

**** talk down on the gang, might as well scream got come get me (God come get me)

I'm still shittin'

Ion even post on the 'Gram cause the hunnids stay stackin' and flippin'

Crank up on the engine, foreign rings, it's push to start

That boy trippin' for attention, we gon' hit him where it hurt

Long extension, like a bad lil bitch tryna touch up on your shirt

When bro suspicious, he gon' pop a **** like a fucking perc, yea yea

Yea yea (Gang bitch!)

Yea yea

Yea yea

Yea yea

Yea yea

Yea yea

Yea yea