My Rib

Shawty my back bone, shawty my rib

I don't eat pork, I don't talk to no pigs

I don't trust **** who abandon their kids

Used to hit Selma, Alabama with mid

I don't hold work, I get it off swift

Can't trust bitches, they talk too much

Can't afford this drip 'cause it cost too much

Gotta cherish these racks 'cause I lost too much

I was in the studio, fuck these sluts

And I sold four hunnid bags this month

Can't let a bitch hit my blunt

BC the gang, we a unified front

I'ma keep it real, girl, I love your touch

And I'm in the crib rollin' Purple Punch

She done fell in love and I only hit it once

Coolin' in the pool in some Burberry trunks

These the Diors, I ain't rockin' no Dunks

I ain't go to class, lil' ****, I flunked

And I got ninety bags in my trunk, under my spare

Hit her from the back, pullin' her hair

Rocks in my yard, **** beware

**** can't lack, gotta be aware

I ain't have shit, life ain't fair

Damn baby girl, lookin' good in them sweats

I ain't talkin' shoes but I'm runnin' to a check

Told my girl, "Sorry for the neglect"

She just wanna lay around the house and have sex

Plug got a plug and he just hit me with a text

He just sent three different packs for a test run

Every day I serve, ****, gotta keep a handgun

And I got the weed, sell it in my mansion

Everything plant-based, I done went vegan

I done been down bad, I know he freezin'

But lil' girl sick as hell, cold, she was sneezing

Talked to the Lord and told him I need Him

What you in the trap not shoppin'? ****, beat it

Just like a keyboard, you can get deleted

All my goals, ****, I'ma exceed 'em

And I got five straps in the two-seater

And I got the queen with me like Latifah

All my **** pit bulls, ****, I'ma breed 'em

Yeah, yeah

And I got exotic comin' in every weekend

****, this motivation when I'm speakin'

**** tellin' on they partner, that's treason

Lil' **** mad at me, he ain't eatin'

He ain't got hustle, lil' ****, that's the reason

Shawty my back bone, shawty my rib

I don't eat pork, I don't talk to no pigs

I don't trust **** who abandon their kids

Used to hit Selma, Alabama with mid

I don't hold work, I get it off swift

Can't trust bitches, they talk too much

Can't afford this drip 'cause it cost too much

Gotta cherish these racks 'cause I lost too much

I was in the studio, fuck these sluts

And I sold four hunnid bags this month

Can't let a bitch hit my blunt

BC the gang, we a unified front

I'ma keep it real, girl, I love your touch

And I'm in the crib rollin' Purple Punch

She done fell in love and I only hit it once

Coolin' in the pool in some Burberry trunks

These the Diors, I ain't rockin' no Dunks

I ain't go to class, lil' ****, I flunked