I came in the game strong

Singin' to bitches, nah baby, I'm tired of makin' the same song

I'm trappin, I serve every day, every night of the week, and it feel like my day's long

I'm trappin, I serve every day, every night of the week, and it feel like my day's gone

I ain't makin' no time for you, nah bitch you ain't make time for me

Like bitch just give some time to me

Like you look fine to me

You makin' sense while you up in this bitch, like thank you finally

Bro, I'm tryna kiss, not kill the bitch, why ain't she findin me

I had to pull up on the block, like fuck is that, oh thankyou finally

I had to pull up on my opps, cause all them **** wasn't findin me

And they don't think this shit is gay, but by themself, they really kind to me

I'm just speakin' honestly, I might just fuck on honesty

I'm just spittin lil' ****, that shit ain't a crime to me

Brody probably mad, but he still owe that fuckin' chime to me

How you wanna respect, but you still owe a fuckin' dime to me

That bitch was on my dick, she tell me shit, but she was lyin' to me

I told the bitch, I'm pissed, I got the fuck and then I'm griminy

Slippery, she slimin' me

Bad lil' bitch, she ridin' me

She don't wanna leave, she always in my bed, she sleep beside of me

Baby, I was whippin' and that car come take a ride with me

I was drivin' cars up at the age of four, ain't do it privately

I pull up in you driveway, like what you want, a frie, a shake

I was thinkin' racks and thinkin' packs and like a pound of bake

Like, what was that? What sound it make? Like, crickle pop, oh, that's the bake

You done fucked it up and got it hot, now you in down the street

I came in the game strong

Singin' to bitches, nah baby, I'm tired of makin' the same song

I'm trappin, I serve every day, every night of the week, and it feel like my day's long

I'm trappin, I serve every day, every night of the week, and it feel like my day's gone

I ain't makin' no time for you, nah bitch you ain't make time for me

Like bitch just give some time to me

Like you look fine to me

You makin' sense while you up in this bitch, like thank you finally

Bro, I'm tryna kiss, not kill the bitch, why ain't she findin me

I had to pull up on the block, like fuck is that, oh thankyou finally