On the hood

Damn, bitch

Ooh

Damn, that's how you come in?

30 thousand in my mouth, bitch, old **** cheap

The way she dick, no gun, she ain't got no teeth

My gang really put in both their ass, we run these

I don't even listen to your raps, that shit is weak

I tell my ol' bitch I'm paved up, and I'm out of reach

That **** might be hard to use, to us he a bitch

Get over me, I'm sliding up in traffic, I'll keep me a swift

On some more shit, I get outside and knock him a bitch

Just signed a deal, I'm still grabbing, tryna grab me a wrist

Dodging paparazzi, fly crib, they can take my pics

I'm waiting on that bag feeling labor, no, I got 'em sick

I never had shit on RIC, I'm tryna show my wrist

Ain't no beef, they ain't scored, they faster crits

Man that ****'s kits made up, he a rapping crit

Ain't no playing both sides ****, I'm grabbing shit

Keep scrolling when you see me flexing the rapper kit

On the hood, my gang giving out the bills

Signed the deal for ten thousand, they put them on the shelf

Ain't nothing hotter than this shit, I bet these bullets make 'em melt

You scared to hop in this car? Fuck it, I'm going by myself

Fake ****, broke bitches, real bad for my health

Got a new 580 in the big house up in the hills

You can't order my drink, I don't want it for themself

Bitch I been paped up, this way before the deal (on the hood)

Bitch, I'm a ****, I be sliding foreign whips (I'm just a whip)

We 'bout it bad, we rich, living on my ****, want the chips (I'm a cold ****)

My bitch bad so I put 50 on the tips

That **** hating on the kids, so I said, "Sit, she had us whipped, ****"

I'm something different, bitch, I'm really from the trenches

Double back and hit his top 'cause we don't do none of that snitch shit (I got 'em low)

Bad bitch hitting tiny doing the dishes (doing the dishes)

When we only told her fast shit, the chopper boys be shoot switch (and she gone)

Yo, she gon' fuck it up, ****, we gon' run it up

Bitch, I'm 'bout to bag, I want the cheese on, we ain't nothin' much

We play like we in Call of Duty, bitch, we on the run again

Bitch, I'm talkin', blah-blah-blah

I make them **** duck low, got 'em hittin' that cha-cha

See, I ain't beefin' with no bums, I ain't with all that ra-ra

If you ain't know, then now you know, bitch, I ain't ready to tap out

**** gone and gets busy they cock out

Bad bitch on her knees she giving me slop top

If you gone shoot up out the window go slide out a drop top

See how you beefing with them **** they faggots they now outs

30 thousand in my mouth bitch hoe **** cheap

The way she dick no gun she ain't got no teeth

My gang really putting both their ass we run these

I don't even listen to your raps that shit is weak

I tell my ol' bitch I'm paved up and I'm out of reach

That **** might be hard to you to us he a bitch

You know me, I'm sliding up in traffic, I keep me a swift

On some more shit, I get outside and knock 'em a bitch