CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : FUCK NIGGA

Yall ain't seen me with money yet n***a
You seen every version of me n***a
You ain't seen me rich dog you dont know me n***a

Ay
F**k n***a
I do a b*t*h like ghost did
Lil rap n***a wanna work with me
Rip a n***a off then blame it on the showbiz
Welcome to Hollywood b*t*h a** n***a
If I find something sharp you gon' get stabbed with it
You like this flow? I stole it
Press me about to get your eyeball swollen
Fresh everyday like Tyriq
I ain't' playin with y'all n***as it's a bye week (f**k n***a)
I ain't' do sh*t y'all told me to do and I'm still in the game like Kyrie
FN on me lil f**k n***a (yo)
You don't believe me n***a come try me
Facecard good in these streets f**k n***a (yo)
I ain't' never pulling out a ID (no sir)
Glock 19 what I pull out
BBC what I pull out
B*t*h a** n***a be sleeping on the pull out
AR-15 made him cool out
Don't make me pull the knife out (yo)
Ran out of ops everybody got wiped out
Hit em' with a pipe n***a pipe down
Everybody coming outside in a nightgown
You can't survive in my zip code (no)
B*t*h a** n***a still stuck in a sh*thole
Sh*ttin' on n***as it's a sh*t-show
B*t*h a** n***a it's a brand new episode
Doc Jeff higher than cholesterol (yo)
Weak a** n***a, should've ate some more vegetables
Glock 17, get shot in your testicles (yo. F**k n***a)
Call up the plug cause I'm coming for the rest of those
Broke a** n***a don't know about decimals
They don't want to let me on the festivals
Aim at the crowd f**k n***a that's crowd control
Head so fire put the b*t*h in a talent show
Do this every night like Jimmy Fallon Show
You ain't' really worth killing n***a, the bounty low
N***a ever walk down on me, down he goes
Next time you gon' think again, Geronimo
Put her on the corner, met the b*t*h at the corner store
Broke a** n***a always standing in front of the store
I'll flirt with another b*t*h in front of my hoe
I'm not Tory Lanez, you get shot in your camel toe
Gotta' problem to fix, finna' see where my hammer go
Sh*ttin' on n***as, yeah n***a my manners low
P*ssed on a b*t*h, it was kind of romantic though
F-Type Jag what I'm riding in
B*t*h a** n***a didn't die I gotta' try again
Jeffery on fire can call all the firemen
Smack a little b*t*h, b*t*h lie again
Can't believe Jeffery getting high again
Eyes all thin like the motherf**king china-man
B*t*h a** n***a gon' step in the line then
Jeffery getting bands, you get hit with a violin
You get hit with a instrument
Broke a** n***a keep paying in increments
Broke a** n***a start working on fixing it
Lame a** n***a saw a b*t*h started whistling
Lame a** b*t*h just asked if I'm ticklish
Bust all on her Invisalign
Break a n***a leg then, come back break the hoe again while he healing it
Cooking up the beef I'm grilling it
Soft a** n***a you a god damn gentleman
Smack the lil b*t*h she a feminist
Gon' head pick you a poison I'm venomous
Cooked up some beef f**k n***a come finish it, come eat
Tie a n***a up hold him down for four weeks
Cold a** world I ain't riding with no heat