Aids Results (feat. Sad Frosty)

You, you niggas be flexin', but really be frontin' I go to the bank like my name was Tim Duncan Bitch, all of my money, it came in abundance I need me a milli' or it will mean nothin' Before there was clout, I already had bitches I'm flooded in money, I'm steady with bitches I'm all about money, I'm 'tending my business A few hundred-thousand, I made independent I don't need a bitch, I just need independence I got more bars than a hundred-year sentence I be in the stu' cookin' up like a chemist And my pockets fat like ten men academics I dropped out of school, like fuck academics Now my music big, like a damn epidemic The only one rapper who don't need a pendant Now hoes in my phone and they be so dependent You niggas be mad with no shine (no shine) I'ma shoot a nigga, like Rick Grimes (Rick Grimes) I'ma make the money flip six times (six times) My mama said that Darius is big time (big time) Please don't hit my phone if you're not tryna fuck on me Just hit your ho', now she's just givin' throat to me She got a fat ass, she put on a show for me Don't even Uber, your bitch finna chauffeur me Bitch, celibate and I still hit (thot) I need to fuck with a real bitch (huh?) All of these rappers, they bitin' my style They sayin' Lil' Frosty is real lit (pussy) I will not buy her a Birkin (huh?) Face down on my dick, she be twerkin' (yeah) I-If you diss, roll up a suburban (what?) Fuck on his momma, left that lil' bitch squirtin' (thotty!) Don't worry 'bout me, boy, you need to get paid I don't need no choppa, I ride with the blade (what?) Been 21 years and you still ain't got laid My hair green and yellow, just like Gatorade (huh?) Lil' bro want smoke, we don't play that If Teanna wanna fuck, dumb bitch, then say that (pussy) Me and DBangz, we pull up in Maybach Got head from your granny, she told me to lay back (thotty!)