Haaa

I'm tired, been working 24-7, like my life depend on it, like I want some big racks

Gang, on God

Gang, gang, gang

Bitch, where that bag at? turning to a bad man

Boy yo shooter trash can

Hopped out the bed like this, ****, where your swag at

It's a switch up on this Glock, just hold the trigger, blow em' back

I been rollin' with a nupe, brand new hoe, blow like a flute

I'm the one and never two, you a lie, bitch, I'm the truth

Throw some ice up on my neck, make your bitch cream, give bro the scoop

And bitch, I'm talkin' bout that owl, watch that lil hoe that sayin' who?

Bitch

I want big racks, we eat good, big backs

Hard body, six-pack, free six, the big jack

How brother die and you ain't spin, get your lick back

Choppa hurt my shoulder when I shot it, crazy kick back

Man, this bitch crazy in the head, I'm in her mouth, no tic-tac

You ain't worth shit, knick-knack, that bitch you with, I hit that

I been leanin', lines inside my face look like I took a nap

Bro been fiendin', if he see that boy today, he gettin' whacked ****

Shorty quick to yell out, this my song soon as they cut it on

My shooters quick to yell out, what you on? You better watch your tone

I know she on go, her naked picture's all up in my phone

I'ma get up with you, I've been itching just to use my pole

This 22, hold twenty-three, bitch, I want a hat

You won't see me aim below the knee

Your bitch wanna roll with me, this a different type of pimpin', ****

Tryna see if I can break the bitch for maybe six figures

This ain't no regular trigger

Hangin' with gorilla killers tryna catch a ape

I been mowin' all my grass like I'm tryna catch a snake

She ain't givin' me no ass, won't let me fuck unless she ate

Vegan bitch wan feed me grass, but I'm not tryna lose no weight

If you ain't early, bitch, you late, mama taught me clean my plate

I keep it real, they keep it fake, I tend to keep em out my face

This lil' hoe freaky than a bitch, she eat the dick to get a eighth

They say if you ain't first, then you last, but I don't run the race, ****

I'm tryna do it big, bitch, give me top inside the wraith

If they send me to the brig, we spending paper on that case

This bitch got some pretty skin, got my kids all on her face

I'm tryna make that lil' hoe bend, I ain't talkin' bout no Jace

Lil' bitch know that I'm a stunna, beat the block, bitch, I'm a drummer

YBG posted beside me with a chop, bitch, he the gunner

Told the bitch, just give me top, I don't wan fuck cause she a runner

But her friend gon' throw it back, she make it clap just like some thunder, ****

Bitch, where that bag at? turning to a bad man

Boy yo shooter trash can

Hopped out the bed like this, ****, where your swag at

It's a switch up on this Glock, just hold the trigger, blow em' back

I been rollin' with a nupe, brand new hoe, blow like a flute

I'm the one and never two, you a lie, bitch, I'm the truth

Throw some ice up on my neck, make your bitch cream, give bro the scoop

And bitch, I'm talkin' bout that owl, watch that lil hoe that sayin' who?

Bitch

I want big racks, we eat good, big backs

Hard body, six-pack, free six, the big jack

How brother die and you ain't spin, get your lick back

Choppa hurt my shoulder when I shot it, crazy kick back