CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Fairness!
My b*t*h way too bougie, your b*t*h ain't too special
And your b*t*h got good pu**y and my b*t*h got good credit
Thumbin' the hundreds like pu**y, I found out that I got a fetish
Coppers, they tryna come get me, I'm smashin' my foot on the pedal
I seen how the world is so cold, so I had to cop me some metal
I feel like Malcom, I got four, five b*t*hes, just me in the middle
She tell me, "Smack it," oh, no-no, she don't wanna be treated simple
And it's still free Booga and free all my dogs out of the kennel
He on f**k sh*t, I could read that lil' ass boy like a Kindle
Told myself one day I'ma have me a Lambo' like my cousin Kendal
He ain't want smoke, okay, okay, so what did you try and get into?
Came a long ass way from sittin' on my ass and playin' Nintendo
I made fifty thousand dollars on my ass this year
I been workin' my ass off for the past six years
In that Hellcat, can't be caught once it's past sixth gear
I heard every lie you thought, was gon' pass this gear
Not makin' my mama proud is the only thing I fear
Ain't speakin' of catchin' mouse, n***a, I ain't tryna hear
Walk in, she start passin' out, she like, "What you doin' here?"
It really don't matter now what I went through all them years
Paps told me, "Don't ever let your backbone hit that damn wall"
Yeah, he told me, "If you wanna do it, then you can, dog"
Daddy told me, "Okay, now it's time to be a man, son"
Mama always told me, I was smilin', I was handsome
Any n***a try me, b*t*h, this pretty boy gon' jab some
We pull up and we air your sh*t out, yeah, we gon' fan some
Like this n***a talkin' sh*t, but really he my damn son
b*t*h, I been that n***a since I had a f**kin' Samsung
And your b*t*h got good pu**y and my b*t*h got good credit
Thumbin' the hundreds like pu**y, I found out that I got a fetish
Coppers, they tryna come get me, I'm smashin' my foot on the pedal
I seen how the world is so cold, so I had to cop me some metal
I feel like Malcom, I got four, five b*t*hes, just me in the middle
She tell me, "Smack it," oh, no-no, she don't wanna be treated simple
And it's still free Booga and free all my dogs out of the kennel
He on f**k sh*t, I could read that lil' ass boy like a Kindle
Told myself one day I'ma have me a Lambo' like my cousin Kendal
He ain't want smoke, okay, okay, so what did you try and get into?
Came a long ass way from sittin' on my ass and playin' Nintendo
I made fifty thousand dollars on my ass this year
I been workin' my ass off for the past six years
In that Hellcat, can't be caught once it's past sixth gear
I heard every lie you thought, was gon' pass this gear
Not makin' my mama proud is the only thing I fear
Ain't speakin' of catchin' mouse, n***a, I ain't tryna hear
Walk in, she start passin' out, she like, "What you doin' here?"
It really don't matter now what I went through all them years
Paps told me, "Don't ever let your backbone hit that damn wall"
Yeah, he told me, "If you wanna do it, then you can, dog"
Daddy told me, "Okay, now it's time to be a man, son"
Mama always told me, I was smilin', I was handsome
Any n***a try me, b*t*h, this pretty boy gon' jab some
We pull up and we air your sh*t out, yeah, we gon' fan some
Like this n***a talkin' sh*t, but really he my damn son
b*t*h, I been that n***a since I had a f**kin' Samsung
