Entertainment

(StupidDog, I ain't gon' lie, this bitch hard)

Yeah

And we back on that one shit

(Rell On The Track)

That motherfuckers be hard, though

See, I'm not really takin' too crazy, hmm, yeah

Some days, I don't even wanna rap

So many people on lil' bro, got me nem wanna ask

I was tryna share my plate, too many people want a half

Uh, I be smashin' all the hoes that only want a half

Uh, Backwood, blowin' crazy like I'm blowin' hash

Dark tint, white frame Louis while I'm blowin' past

She next to me gettin' naked while I drive fast

Bitch trippin', let me pay attention, I ain't tryna crash

Hmm, the way the mirrors tinted, look like a movie angle

Told her lock in to my station, bitch, you watching cable

Out to eat, playin' in her pussy sittin' at the table

Got a threesome lined up, I'm 'bout to fuck a Hazel

Poured another cup thick, huh, motor oil

**** think he slick 'til you slip, huh, olive oil

I don't need security for sticks, ma, I got 'em all

Ain't trippin' on the hoes that don't want me 'cause I got 'em all

They love to tell you 'bout how somethin' happened but was not involved

I told cuz we gotta get it crackin' if I got involved

You the type of **** could've did it, but just not evolved

Head down, walkin' to the corner like a naughty dog

**** think he on what I'm on, like not at all

You think you gon' get on when I'm gone? Not at all

You would never see me sharin' clothes, not at all

If it got a smell, you ain't gettin' nothin', baby, not at all

I'm low-key, but I ain't hurtin', ****, not at all

Never for one date, think I ain't workin', ****, not at all

Sippin' purple, nah, for sure, but I ain't perpin', ****, not at all

Glad you switched up, you wouldn't even worked the ****, not at all

You ain't worth the shit, man

You ain't worth hangin' 'round no **** like me anyway, no bullshit, ayy (Rell On The Track)

Goin' to do a mission, I ain't cha 'bout to, yop, yop

We was goin' to do a mission, ****, shh

We was goin' to do a mission, ain't cha 'bout to ride?

I was with lil' bro, so I ain't care if we jumped out and died (Give a fuck)

First, I was playin' with thirty racks, that shit multiplied

Second, it was three chains at once, that shit caught the eye

On 'em, how the fuck he got a pair? He probably caught a ride

On 'em, why the fuck is he the leader? He could let it slide

Crib got a whole theater, imitate the vibes

These leather sweatsuits cost a rack, I wear these all the time

Paper on me out in public with my 45

Bought some shit to blend in, they don't know it's mine

I'ma fly her friend in, fuck it, cross the line

If my new piece cost a hundred racks, I had to walk it down

My conversation got the panties off, I can talk them down

Man, he ain't even run up shoot, he walked him down

Where them **** on? What you on at? (Where they at?)

Man, what hood you **** from? Where the stoves at?

Where the corners you be bending? Where you known at?

Hmm, I know what's a half a brick, but when you sold that?

Before rap, I was only trappin', where you roll at?

Louie right, see all the bullshit, but don't condone that

Rap **** ain't even rappers, this shit entertainment

I know why that bitch be trippin', 'cause I entertain her

Yeah, can't keep jewelry off me, I need more restrainments

****, I don't do the losin', I be more with gang nem

Yeah, droppin' back to back got me in here trainin'

Jewelry hittin' off the lights, it look like it's rainin'

He tryna go viral, he the type to stage it

Yeah