Stay humble and down I'm moving Silence
Ain't with Twitter fingers I like the violence
Boo'd up yeah hot like a sana
I'll steal your b*t*h word to your mama
I ain't with the drama
Look at this drip please dont trip
But I'm counting blue chips but I ain't no crip
Foupe you's a b*t*h come around town get yo a** hit
Then hand u over to the 5th
Trynna be tuff you lame as sh*t
I can go on and on all in these verses
Ima wait til I see you in person
Old a** guns when you walk up
Your a** done ran kuz them sh*ts gon jam
Walk away like that wasn't the plan
Upper hand b*t*h I always been the man
I dont need no clip I don't even need guns
Lil n***a just run me your one
You n***as serious I do this for fun
Got him shaking out his clothes like he got stunned
You say I'm a b*t*h and I got to say how
I'm the talk of town make a b*t*h run her mouth
I ain't never snitch I was never the type
The truth eventually come to the light
Little f**kers I ain't worried about you
Got 2 bad b*t*hed washing the coupe
Ima put all my old hoes in a group
Set trippin n***a dont know what to do ya