Huh

(DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God), yeah

Huh

Yeah, bitch, huh, uh, uh

Yeah

Yeah, hold on

Come on, bring it in

Alright, right there, turn it up

Yeah, hold on, get like this

Brrt, ooh

Kick flavor, I'm the shit, ain't I?

Used to post up on the block with a big banger

Pissy jit, I done growed up, now I'm the shit, ain't I?

Bought the bitch a car and bought her bags, but can't shit change her

Finally done ran it up, now I'm tryna get a crib in Coral Gables

Super piped up, get stupid, I'll bring a table, set the table

I seen a **** slimin' a **** he grew up with just for the paper

Me and my brother, we locked forever, this shit ain't Cain and Abel, uh

I done seen a **** I love call the tip line

My dog cuffed a ho, but when it came to my bitch, we flipped mine

Seen a **** do a drill, then pulled up and tried to switch irons

Me and you, we ain't the same, my opps, I done killed mines

So what you think I'ma do 'bout my baby, you abort mines?

Leave the club drunk, come home, eat it like a pork rind

They see this whip I'm ridin' in, they can't afford mine

I only'll claim a bad bitch, none of these whores mines

Mm, shit I think I want the Virgil handbag

I'm on ****' tops, same place where the bitch lace at

All them **** that slept on me, pussy ****, this the payback

Poppin' too much shit in the city, same place I caught my case at

Different ****, I still catch plays where I fuckin' lay at

The feds listenin', I take that back, they say I shouldn't even say that

I hit the hood, I ask them young **** what the fuck is payback?

I'm in MIA with a Coke-bottle-shape bitch, like where your waist at?

A different type of ****

Real rich **** and I'm playin' with different type of figures

A different type of head 'cause I'm totin' a different type of pistol

Hold on, ain't no rap ****, I go by a different type of system, uh

Deray don't answer, I call my mama phone like, "Mom, where Ray at?"

**** ain't swingin' the strap the right way, ****, I pull up and take that

I told that bitch I was on the edge, not talkin' where my tape at

Caught me down, my bitch cheated on me, I took her straight back

Came through, sprayed the ghost gun, tell them crackers to trace that

I been a big blood, you could pull up, ask K Stacks

Baby girl, your pussy good, why would you waste that?

Waste that pussy on a broke ****, it's hard to face that

Kick flavor, I'm the shit, ain't I?

Used to post up on the block with a big banger

Pissy jit, I done growed up, now I'm the shit, ain't I?

Bought the bitch a car and bought her bags, but can't shit change her

Finally done ran it up, now I'm tryna get a crib in Coral Gables

Super piped up, get stupid, I'll bring a table, set the table

I seen a **** slimin' a **** he grew up with just for the paper

Me and my brother, we locked forever, this shit ain't Cain and Abel

(DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God)