Bitch get up, im finna buss now
I'm just happy that i scored. bitch, i got that touchdown
I don't care how many bullets on that bitch bus round
My dick get hard off the way my gun sound
I ain't a rapper. i just spit my daily life up on the beat
I ain't a instagram banger bitch. i'm really in the streets
If you on dirty 9th it ain't hard for me to see
You see me hanging out with the pole in my wraith
I'm just trying to get rich it ain't hard for you to see
Yea i like my baby purse but it’s the pole in it for me
She say, yo dick crazy. the way you take my soul with it for me
The homie nasty he cuffin on the roller bitch for me
Hit you while we slide on his block. are you trying to see some shots?
Boy this ain't no practice jail cause we trying to kill a opp
I ain't trying to leave till i make a opp heart stop
But if i'm broke, bitch, give me that. finna sell this n*** watch
Niggas lying say they ain't got body for the game
Yeah, you slid but you ain't never did your thing
N** hoes you niggas never bounced off broad day
And n*** froze when it's time to slide and up the murder rate
Asm that mean all slime murderer. don’t ask me
N*** pillow talking, n*** want beef to get at me
I ain't really into asking all these questions. start clapping
I was always in the streets way before i started rapping
Little baddy wanna fuck so i had to blow her back out
Then i ask about her and she a well known ratchet
She like to fuck and have no strings attached
Boom boom thats the sound of the glock
It go rrrrrrrrr when i put the switch up on the glock
Just 3.5 seconds, i let off 37 shots
Ring the bullets hit his body. bet his ass going drop, haa
Now his ass slow motion
This bitch think i really finna dive in her ocean
Little n** really gay like frank ocean
I like the way the bitch throw it back on the low
I don't give a fuck bitch she be fucking on the bro
When i call pull up and give throat
We ain't changed shit up, bitch. i'm not gonna kiss you
When i kick you out the crib, bitch. i'm not gonna miss you
I'm gonna hit you one time. no, baby, i might ditch you
If that shit kind of fire, little baby i might hit you
I'm just trying to get rich it ain't hard for you to see
Yea i like my baby purse but it’s the pole in it for me
She say, yo dick crazy. the way you take my soul with it for me
The homie nasty he cuffin on the roller bitch for me
Hit you while we slide on his block. are you trying to see some shots?
Boy this ain't no practice jail cause we trying to kill a opp
I ain't trying to leave till i make a opp heart stop
But if i'm broke, bitch, give me that. finna sell this n*** watch