1 Hitter (feat. VV$ Ken)

I come through smellin' like sex Ain't no tellin', I flex Fuck that, tell 'em I'm next Bank emailin' my checks ShadeRoom, tell 'em I flex You can never tell I'm stressed Pack out the mail it's fresh Back out on bail, I'm blessed I'm an original shooter If you try to boot it my niggas won't fail no test I bought a hard piece She wanna fuck on these Walmart sheets Told her, "Take me to the mall, please" This dick deservin' the Moncler fleece Brought my brand new bitch a Maltese Upgrade her up from that cromwell piece Shawty she say that she love me, she thuggin' No matter, no what and no budget She ballin', she fuckin', I got it regardless She finna say I'm the hardest He bet not play at the party I make my way to his shawty, bop She like the way that I walk, she say that I'm gnarly All in that kitchen I'm cheffin', I just done brought me an FN Don't need no stepper, I'm steppin' All in my drawer where I kept it He thought he would show but I left him Ayy, damn, I'm goin' nuts on designer None of my cuts are from China Boy, where the fuck did you find her? Fresh in this Dolce Gabbana, you'd think that I come with some Prada Hop in the Mazzi, ride it then pop out like tada You know my hoes by the day that they Prada Bitch I'm a day to day shotta I go do the race like I'm Tay-K, in case if I gotta, ayy She say I'm way too conceited I pull up and fuck on lil' mama and beat it I go grab another lil' bitch and repeat it She wanted to suck it as soon as we meetin', that's crazy Just went and bought a Mercedes, I'm pullin' up smooth on the ladies AMG Benz, it's the latest I hit it like Ali, she said I'm the greatest I fucked on that pussy but we never dated (nah) They say I look like I got it Gucci all down to the wallet I know they play 'fore they call it Spinnin', I'm dumpin' I'm shootin' the day that they thought it (grrr) I used to swipe, I'm way too gangster to type it All under his nose when I wipe it She under my nuts when she chew on her boyfriend Keep callin' her phone, tryna see what she doin', he lame Ayy, it's all part of the game I'm thuggin', you know how I came I'ma stay true to the game, if a nigga get hot, I'ma put out a flame I only spend bread on my main I'm on a mission to kill 'em, I catch 'em, with lead I'ma fill 'em I know that he dead how I did 'em They told 'em take off 'fore I hit 'em I caught him, I shot him, I peel him, he dead (grrrr)