(Fuck)

What he said

(Uh)

Vinnie hit my line, told me chin up

Don't be no bitch, cause when the timing's right

We gon be up, reapin' benefits

Always take what's mine, got my hand up in the bag of chips

Regardless of the signs I'm seein', I'll still fuck the baddest bitch

Regret that shit right after it

The way I disappeared up out her crib, you'd thought I practiced it

The way I reappeared up in the stu, you'd thought I mastered it

Like tracks I get to shittin' on, I'll fuck round get my pippin' on and

Change the flow up

I'll sip henny till I throw up

I can't promise imma show up

But I can promise we gon blow up off this

Music shit that we doin'

We stupid lit, like the stooges

We come in threes with the deuces

Know I'm the one that'll do this

Until the whole shit backwards

Like endin' it with lyrics, and startin' it with a master

I know my granny proud, but I can't be the one to ask her

Do she really fuck with the music and smokin', no prolly not

But I'm still droppin' the album, because this shit prolly hot

On a quest with the team, man I feel like Ali Shah

I got a bitch body, ya

I get my bricks by the mail

I got a bitch that'll die

You got a bitch that'll tell

That's why I carry my fye

It only takes one to sell

It got me feelin' like Steph

And got you lookin' like Dell

Got some shit off my chest

Like pressin' B's afters L's

It's fuckin' bar after bar

Wait, hold up, Will?

I'm flippin' a bag or sum (bag or sum)

She doin' gymnastics on it (nasties on it)

She tryna get nasty on it (nasty on it)

I took four blunts, and she passed on it, but now she want it (now she want it)

That bitch so dumb, she a class clown, and now she funny (now she funny)

I left four times, ain't support a child, ain't no alimony

Took like four thou from the purse, now give me all the money

That bitch senile, bringin' Pooh out, give me all the honey (all the honey)

That **** went wild, he on blow now, **** nose is runnin' (nose is runnin')

Roll a spliff (smoke it)

Smoke it up (huh)

Then another one

Extend the clip, holster all the guns

You know we posted up

We posted on that social stuff

She lyin', but we called that bluff

Truth be told, she do more, but we got enough

Truth be told, she never seen the land of hidden seas

I ain't talkin' bout no Neverland, I'm talkin' bloody B's

She bow down to a king

She get up, got bloody knees

She want purpose, but she worthless

I ain't tryna fulfill her needs

(Nah)

Yeah

Me and Draeco cooked this shit up, 15 minutes, bitch

This shit crazy

(Yeah)

I hit it in reverse and then I back out (back out)

Push it in, she talkin' bout it hurts, I pull it back out (back out)

Egotistical bitch, tryna be Yeezy ask for mercy, when I blow her back out

She take more shots and then we black out

I need another track now (yeah)

Runnin' round in circles, puffy eyes like she a black cloud

Stuntin' at the circus, already said that bitch a wack clown

If you want be deaded bitch, then I suggest you back down

Grab it from the front, I'm tryna secure it, she get pat down

(Yeah)