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Give me that neck and I’ll beat that back
Gave her that d**k she don’t know how to act
n***as in my ears talking this 'n that
Counting up 20s, tryna get a nice rack
Plotting on a hummer or a new Cadillac
b*t*h said he real but he know he all cap
Catch you on Twitter flexing period all caps
f**k n***as got cooties don’t give me no dap


How you talk sh*t but ain’t getting no money?
Laugh in ya face like that sh*t real funny
Hop on my d**k like a muf**king bunny
We not friends, I don't know, lil' buddy

Meet me outside, sh*t about to get ugly
Back then b*t*hes didn’t wanna even wanna love me
I can see the hate in ya eyes, I’m not a dummy
Eat on the beat cause that sh*t taste yummy

I’m back from the dead like a mothaf**king mummy
My sh*t real loud like a brand new humvee
Why you lying bout sh*t that you never did?
You a lil' pup, n***a, you ain’t even big

Pull up lil n***a and I bet ill hop out
I ain’t even on that but I show out
Beefing with a n***a just to get a little clout
Ima Florida boy coming straight up out the south

I move like a boss got the drip when I walk
I want big bands n***a no small talk
If you want static boi I’ll bring the shock
I’m a stupid boy I don’t think like Glock talk

With Ben frank and I told em esketit
How you claim u with the sh*t but u ain’t with it
If I get that money best believe ima split it
Ain’t nun better than running up the digits


Give me that neck and I’ll beat that back
Gave her that d**k she don’t know how to act
n***as in my ears talking this 'n that
Counting up 20s, tryna get a nice rack
Plotting on a hummer or a new Cadillac
b*t*h said he real but he know he all cap
Catch you on Twitter flexing period all caps
f**k n***as got cooties don’t give me no dap


Now you done f**ked up
Cuz I’m bout to power up
Why you speaking on some sh*t
When you don’t know it bruh?

Worry bout yo f**king self
Unless wanna test yo luck
See I thought u was my n***a
Man U pose to be a buck

Look at my sauce and you know I be dripping
A drippy young fella I’m fly like I’m Mary poppin no umbrella
I can’t fw that b*t*h, I have Cinderella
Ya boi really sick i got Sal-la-monella

To my haters idk what ima tell ya
I been seen that pu**y sh*t b*t*h I can i smell ya
I just be like hell yea, I’m hotter than satan
U talking behind my back yk you faking

Ricky Bobby shake n baking this is mine for the taking
If I take my belt off you gon get the spanking
Now who tf you banking
U want the smoke then little n***a tap in

Always on some f**k sh*t n***a stop capping I
’m rapping I’m rapping omg I’m spazzing
I’m doing 80 on a 30 I’m laughing
If you don’t want that sh*t lil b*t*h give it back then


Give me that neck and I’ll beat that back
Gave her that d**k she don’t know how to act
n***as in my ears talking this 'n that
Counting up 20s, tryna get a nice rack
Plotting on a hummer or a new Cadillac
b*t*h said he real but he know he all cap
Catch you on Twitter flexing period all caps
f**k n***as got cooties don’t give me no dap