IN THE BEGINNING

Oh

Da-da, oh

Who see me?

Hmm

Oh, oh

Hmm

Hmm, la, la, la

Da-da

Bitch, I did this by myself

Nobody was checkin' on me like last year

Made it out, it's a problem, now these bitches claimin' they help

You should tell me I'm sorry for callin' me with all that bullshit

Bitch told me I aint 'bout it, we be violatin' dat full clip

Told her " Thats on everything", yeah

Got my opp, bitch, on the floor beggin' for weddin' rings

And these **** hatin' on me, damn pussy, you know they all fake

Bitch, you don't know me, bang it out on broad day

Tell a bitch I want my guap, you know we keep them guns heavy

Cummin' all up in her face bitch, what you call that? "Cumfetti"

I aint runnin' from nobody, we gon leave 'em done, empty

Bullet holes up in his body, brodie, keep that on 30

All these **** 'round me strapped, that be the reason why he mad

So addicted to this smoke, my mother researchin' rehab

Bitch, I'm really from the A

Don't none of these **** know me that well

Ended up robbin' my father for his coke, I want that cash well

Sniper get 'em, I dont play bout my shorty, he shoot it well

How you claimin' you a huncho? In real life you by yourself

'Cause if I kill you aint nobody gon' give a fuck about your death

You really pussy actin' like you gangster, lyin' to yourself

I swear to God, I might go off a ****, catch 'em walkin', ****

Run in the bank, I gotta package

20 thousand dollars ****

I just wanna know why they keep talkin' on a ****

Grab ya bitch and make her fly show her who a boss ****

Real rap, my ex aint really love a ****

I'm traumatized from all this love, my ****

Soon as I go turn my back they throwin' subs my ****

That man callin' me his brother 'cause I'm up my ****

Bought a bitch a Berkin bag, it's somethin' lit bruh

We throw big colors

Big drippin', leavin' big puddles with my big brothers

That be meanin' we all lit together, that's a big hustle

Shout out Bendo, he aint missin' nun, we got big guns it could get done

Hoppin' off a jet, I got the drop, my brodie swervin' off

Heard she really fuckin' with a broke ****, she hurtin' now

You ain't even got no money to talk to me, like first of all

Yeah, you got me bad, in my bag, got a purpose now

Got a lot to say, I'm holdin' back 'cause I don't give a fuck

Gangsters move in silence, he was talkin' I'm still pullin' up

My new shorty mad 'cause I was in the studio workin' hard

Like, bitch, I'm really workin' now

Bitch, I did this by myself, nobody was checkin' on me like last year

Made it out, its a problem now, these bitches claimin' they help

You should tell me I'm sorry for callin' me with all that bullshit

Bitch told me I aint 'bout it, we be violatin', that full clip

Told her "Thats on everything", yeah

Got my opp bitch on the floor, beggin' for weddin' rings

And these **** hatin' on me, damn pussy, know they all fake (All fake)

Bitch, you don't know me, bang it out on broad day

Tell a bitch I want my guap, you know we keep them guns heavy

Cummin' all up in her face bitch, what you call that? "Cumfetti"

I aint runnin' from nobody, we gon leave 'em done empty

Bullet holes up in his body, brodie keep the on 30

All these **** round me strapped, that be the reason why he mad

So addicted to this smoke, my mother researchin' rehab

Bitch, I'm really from the A

No none of these **** know me that well

Ended up robbin' my father for his coke, I want that cash well

That's on everything

Beggin' for weddin' rings

They all pussy, you know they all

Bang it out on broad day

Lit brotha

When you see me

See me on the TV

Showin' all my VV's

That's another thing