This shit can't end no other way

Send a pussy bitch to god today, get sent to god today (TrulyWitted)

All blacked out, Draco wit' green beam, ain't got no time to play

Thrown overboard, he get thrown andale

You on my mind today

But I ain't (I ain't) stressing 'bout it

Super geeked, boy, lost like half my balance

Bitch don't get rowdy

And this bitch wan' see it rain like it's too cloudy (Ahh)

Ain't no chance I wife a thot, bitch, all these **** wylin'

Money piling, money, money piling, shit got me excited

You lost me, bitch, that's what you decided

It can't make no sense, pockets hurt like they was exercising

Got them boys on the bench, ain't walk this field, it's too traumatizing

I could send a hit, or I could drive him to suicide

Bitch get fresh like a mint, and my bitch is just the alkaline

Big GLE, my tint 5%, you can't see inside

And all these hoes gon' trick, she love her man but she love me to ride

She might be with the shits, suck me quick, just leave me paralyzed

She might just be my bitch

(Ahh) She might just be my bitch

(Ooh) She might just be my bitch

Shit get real that bitch gon' hold my stick, Carmex, she too slick

Truey-truey, **** nawl these ain't no Rick

Slipped up, (Bow) What ya' get

(Hahaha)

Don't forget

I was the one who put you on all of this shit

Ohh, you got me fucked up, why you actin' like this? (Why you actin' like this?)

And you postin' this shit, that shit, tryna stir shit

Chop the bitch up like I'm pursuing nursing

Step out, instantaneous flirting

These **** could hate, but it's working

Lost the bitch, it's like losing the perc 10

I'm in big shit, bitch I said fuck the parking

C-c-curly hair, aw yeah, my target

Yeah I got Benjamin's up in my wallet

Ain't no, "that ****," cuz I just shot him

(B-b-b, b-bitch)

Super geeked, boy, lost like half my balance

Bitch don't get rowdy

And this bitch wan' see it rain like it's too cloudy (Ooh)

Ain't no chance I wife a thot, bitch, all these **** wylin'

Money piling, money, money piling, shit got me excited

You lost me, bitch, that's what you decided

It can't make no sense, pockets hurt like they was exercising

Got them boys on the bench, ain't walk this field, it's too traumatizing

I could send a hit, or I could drive him to suicide

Bitch get fresh like a mint, and my bitch is just the alkaline

Big GLE, my tint 5%, you can't see inside

And all these hoes gon' trick, she love her man but she love me to ride

She might be with the shits, suck me quick, just leave me paralyzed

She might just be my bitch

(Mmm, she might just be my bitch)

(Ooh, ooh she might just be my bitch) (TrulyWitted)

(Shit get real that-)

(Carmex-)

(-Slick, Truey Truey, ****, nawl these ain't no Rick)