CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Intro

Yessir
You don’t want it like me
Ain’t made for it like me
Can’t rap like me
(Let me tell you something)
Straight out the gutta b*t*h
Favela boy
(Imma be famous)

You feel me?
And now I be running the city
I’m drippin in Raf, Givenchy
My b*t*hes they bad and litty
You cap, you fitted and whack I get it
I got me the bag wit benjis I bag the b*t*hes they mad I get it
Thought I told em I really been poppin off
I just f**ked on your hoe that’s another loss
And she f**k my music, another loss
And she gave me the brain just to top it off
f**k around wit reece, I’m finna go hеad and scratch him off
I am a beast and lately I just been spazzing off, uh
Now I got thesе racks
Now they be watching me in my bag
Why is they stalking in my page wanna be me swear I’m they dad
Oh they be talkin bout me they hate, yeah but they main b*t*h on my snap
Shortie done pulled up, she a freak b*t*h, she want reece d**k I’m gon act up