Name someone that can fuck wit me cause yall lil boys are sweet

Made yo rent up all last week so I been runnin' on E

Shorty make fun of you to me

She said that you a creep

Y'all need to get off of IG you really ain't in the streets

No I really don't want no friends cause y'all be tryna leach

Y'all be countin' up all them 10's but ion got time to preach

You ain't been touchin' enough blues

Yo bank account look weak

How you bad at scamming we don't want yo new technique yeah

Y'all be talkin' crazy close my eyes to the bullshit

Stand on bidnes baby I be stompin' like Ludacris

Who is this yo girl told me you a bitch

That man said he be servin' "Hook's" but he just talkin' bout some fish

Yeah okay

My Glock ain't for display

Want me to eat her up buffet

Cause you 3rd strang

They know name at the bank

Cause I be smellin' like dank

I ride around in a big body

I'm swervin' the tank

They wanna know where I'm from

I be quick to say the 513

Hardest shit since Ken Griffey been smackin' shit don't fuck wit me

Oh god damn

Is that ya girl again

She love my shit all on the gram

Said I'm ya enemy

Too horny like a ram

You better keep a piece

I don't got the time to deal with bullshit fuck the energy

Got my mind on music money clothes yo bitch don't pleasure me

So go get you a new hoe

Beefin' over girls is elementary

Lets go band for band yeah thats some shit that you won't do

Said I'm too cocky baby well to be honest yeah its true

Oh I just fucked up a bag and I ain' always one to brag

Cause I'll make it all back tomorrow for you even touch a rack

Before you even touched a rack I had my mind set on a milli

On some Ye shit need a billi yeah

Them boy's be acting weird and shit like they work for Barnum and Bailey's

Oh these ****'s acting silly yeah

No I won't lie to ya

Tired of **** saying they'll pull up they wouldn't

Tired of **** saying they got all this moola

I ain't seen it so I guess i'm just clueless