[chorus]
I won't talk to no one, unless they fucking with my gang
That nigga larping like hell, that boy ain't never caught a stain
Feel like im living in hell, just 'cause i put in all this pain
I dump the guts out the shell, you best be careful what you sayin'
[post-chorus]
Bad hoes
Everytime this bitch get mad, she claiming i'm an asshole
And i don't really pay these hoes no mind, i'm in my bag, bro
Yo' ho was tryna fuck with me before she saw the cash flow
Don't care if i know you from way back then, i lock that backdoor
Bitch, i been getting fat, ho
That lil boy on the down low
I hate to see you frown, ho
I gotta see ya smile, ho
I love when you get down, ho
I love when you come 'round, ho
Let's go get out of town, ho
It's way too many clown niggas tryna tap in
And all that talkin on the phone, lil baby, let's get active
I don't believe shit on the 'gram, 'cause these niggas be cappin'
I just do me
I get money, then i get that pack in
F&n on yo' block, gon' knock a nigga glasses
Ho hittin' moves that she ain't never did, bitch doing backflips
I was beefin' with my brudda 'nem, but then i locked in
I'm only worried bout that money, like when can i clock in?
[bridge]
I'm so sick of these hoes, think i'm getting nauseous
I cannot switch on the code, swear that that's some nonsense
Doing this shit 'til i blow, 'cause i know i got this
My bitch went french on the toes, like she know she some fine shit
[chorus]
I won't talk to no one, unless they fucking with my gang
That nigga larping like hell, that boy ain't never caught a stain
Feel like im living in hell, just 'cause i put in all this pain
I dump the guts out the shell, you best be careful what you sayin'
[post-chorus]
Bad hoes
Everytime this bitch get mad, she claiming i'm an asshole
And i don't really pay these hoes no mind, i'm in my bag, bro
Yo' ho was tryna fuck with me before she saw the cash flow
Don't care if i know you from way back then, i lock that backdoor
Bitch, i been getting fat, ho
That lil boy on the down low
I hate to see you frown, ho
I gotta see ya smile, ho
I love when you get down, ho
I love when you come 'round, ho
Let's go get out of town, ho
It's way too many clown niggas tryna tap in
And all that talkin on the phone, lil baby, let's get active
I don't believe shit on the 'gram, 'cause these niggas be cappin'
I just do me
I get money, then i get that pack in
F&n on yo' block, gon' knock a nigga glasses
Ho hittin' moves that she ain't never did, bitch doing backflips
I was beefin' with my brudda 'nem, but then i locked in
I'm only worried bout that money, like when can i clock in?