Lyrics
Yeah
Aye shoutout Gucci
My bitch don't love me cause she say I flex on too many ****
It's RIP to uncle Boo Boo I could never forget him
My **** savage unforgiving and some fuckin gorillas
So think of stealing we gone tie you up and cut off your fingers
(Oh this that new shit)
Aw man
Aye shoutout Gucci
Again Bitch
My bitch don't love me cause she say I flex on too many ****
It's RIP to uncle Boo Boo I could never forget him
My **** savage unforgiving and some fuckin gorillas
So think of stealing we gone tie you up and cut off your fingers
Fuck designer I ain't representing no **** brand
These bitches settin **** up and all these **** some hams
My bitch look just like Harley Quinn and got my dick in her hand
Don't fuck with Molly, coke, promethazine, Codeine or no xans
You **** trippin
Bitch I'm touchin chicken
Plus my **** crazy
Up the pistols
I ain't fuckin with you
Bust ya fuckin shit
And I don't know you
You's a fuckin lick
Stay out my fuckin mix
You tryna diss
That shit a hit and miss
And I don't even pitch
Shit, I'm a maniac
The fuck my brain be at
When I be crazy acting
**** kill each other for necklaces that's
A chain reaction
Give me bout a couple thousand dollars I can make it happen
Save me pastor
I'm a shady bastard
Shit I'll save a rat
And fuck your lady after
Then go through your fridge and eat up all the baby snacks
These **** can't be rappin
Got they fame from acting
Got the bitch I wanted for a minute
Then she made me passive
Had me angry sad
And made me ask if she would take me back and
(She wouldn't fuck it
One is in the chamber
**** know I'm dangerous
Bitch I'm on a killstreak
Bitch I'm...
WHAT THE FU)
Aight let's go
Flexin on **** like **** wassup
You just talk on the internet **** pull up
Cause you never be doing the shit that you talking about
When you rappin so **** shut up
I'm the hungry type I'll eat you **** for lunch
All these **** only tough in a bunch
Watch my hoodie when you ashing the blunt
And I hate a bitch who always talking too much
And my bitch from Costa Rica
Had to get her a visa
My white bitch look like Mona Lisa
Give her dick and some pizza
I'm cheifin reefer I'm that creature who
Defeated the reaper
So if a **** try to take me I'm gone reach for the heater
Gone
(Dumbass)
Written by: Ja Ron
