You can lead a bitch to the water, but you can't make the bitch drink

I was really trappin' them quarters, on the block uppin' my rank

Drink lean like I sip water, had to put down all the pints

A thick old bitch just sent me an ass pic sittin' on the sink

Fell too in deep with the streets, feel like we react as newlyweds

I'm trappin' D and I'm trappin' C and trappin' Sudafed

Crackers took my jewelry, damn, I think I wanna sue the feds

And my bitch just cut me off and God ain't answerin', don't know who to beg

Like, damn, we gotta start back over, hella dates at Bossa Nova

**** tryna cross me out, **** tryna fuck me over

**** tryna box me out, bitches tryna run me over

Crackers tryna crop me out, lawyer keep sayin' that it's over

But the Lord got last say, so

I'm out here lookin' for an old opp with a brand new Draco

Before you drop, I need an alibi, fly my bitch to Caicos

That Drac' gon' sound like a lullaby, wish death on all these fake hoes

**** say they pushin' P, I'm like, "What P they pushin'?"

****' P, it stand for, "Peon," and it stand for, "Pussy"

**** can't even reach my lap, I spent two-hundred K on cushion

I'm tryna whip my dope, my bitch be mad, like, "Bae, I'm cookin'"

I know, bae, I'm lookin'

You ain't fuck with no rookie

Rich-ass ****, but I still play the bookie

Know how to swindle a bitch, growin' up, we used to go play hookey

Stay down on my shit, in other words, stay up on my bully

Your feet ain't fast enough, pussy ****, you can't even duck no fully

Mm, stayed down with these M's, now I'm super rich

In the projects stackin' with my Timbs, get super trench

Baby way too wet for me, she leave me super drenched

I don't like no borin' bitch, over here, bae, we get super lit

Feel like you ready to do me bad, you ask me who I'm with

I know why **** mad 'cause **** got a ran through bitch

I'm bettin' top dollar **** ain't never ran my bitch

****, I'm a shot caller, I wouldn't even stamp your bitch

****, I'm a big baller

Big dog like Rottweiler

These **** cock blockers

These **** show stoppers

I ain't gotta blow no bag, real pantyhose dropper

These **** cappin' for the 'Gram, they don't want no problems

I keep my heart stuffed in my pocket and keep it zipped up

Bitch got some big old lips, I think she got her lips touched

They ask me why I act like that, got pain built up

She show me real love, that's why my main filled up

But enough of that

Doin' **** bad, I'm treatin' ****' ass like a punchin' bag

If you down bad, I'll front the sack

If you fucked up, I might look out for you

If a **** take they life and put it on the line, they really love you

If a bitch gon' beat that visitation down, then that bitch really love you

If a **** don't show you action, how you know that **** gon' be for you?

How I'ma know, ****, if we really rockin'?

Spin his block with a—, left him Milly Rockin'

Cruisin' through the city, keep a mini nina up in my pocket

Cappin' for these ****, y'all school boys, **** need to stop it

Yeah, you get some money, but you **** know who really poppin'

Know who started all this shit, 'bout me, **** body-droppin'

Stayed down with these M's, now I'm super rich

In the projects stackin' with my Timbs, get super trench

Baby way too wet for me, she leave me super drenched

I don't like no borin' bitch, over here, bae, we get super lit

Feel like you ready to do me bad, you ask me who I'm with

I know why **** mad 'cause **** got a ran through bitch

I'm bettin' top dollar **** ain't never ran my bitch

****, I'm a shot caller, I wouldn't even stamp your bitch