I don't need ya, but if the ugh fire, I might double back
I won't keep ya, but I got the shit that got 'em coming back
Got em fiendin', turn a rich bitch to a crackhead
I'll leave ya, but if the ugh fire I might double back, I don't need ya!
I might fuck around, give that lil bitch amnesia
Put it down on the floor, make a bitch knees hurt
Bag me up a lil white bitch, and get the visa
I don't even like to smile in any of my pictures
This some hot shit, if you touch, you might get a blister
R.I.P. Bill Paxton, I was just watching twister
You pussy's be cappin', I swear that you need a bar mitzvah
I could go on with out them I swear, I don't need ya's
I don't need ya, but if the ugh fire, I might double back
I won't keep ya, but I got the shit that got 'em coming back
Got em fiendin', turn a rich bitch to a crackhead
I'll leave ya, but if the ugh fire I might double back, I don't need ya!
Black bag with the packs in it
Brass knuckles if we catch em slippin'
On the cash flow, I'm so dependent
Johnny Deppin' bitch, I'm just transcending
Sittin' sideways, just Paul Wallin'
Lil phone buzzin', that's the money callin'
Gold teeth man, super coaching on em
I'm on full go, it's no fuckin' stallin'
No we can't relate so quit actin' friendly
Just concerned with what the fuck you spending
This ain't dial up, bitch we tapped in
So the pack supply, it ain't ever endin'
Hit the taco truck between transactions
Bending fuckin corners in the hood, what's happenin'
Peeped your crew, and couldn't stop laughin'
Just a demigod living life, and stackin'
I don't need ya, but if the ugh fire, I might double back
I won't keep ya, but I got the shit that got 'em coming back
Got em fiendin', turn a rich bitch to a crackhead
I'll leave ya, but if the ugh fire I might double back, I don't need ya!
I don't need a bitch since I been a jit
Got my hustle card, and it's still legit
I'm in a muscle car chillin with yo bitch
Aye, silly kid, ain't no tricks to this
Gettin' rich on my bucket list
Same shit y'all ain't coming with
Slang things when I swang the whip
This game brings all kinds of shit
Ran it up if y'all wanted more
Suited up if y'all wanted war
Whip that bitch down boulevard
Yeah, that rap shit y'all only talk about
Tapped in, brought it from the south
Cuzzo hit me, had to drop the pack
I was trippin' nigga, now I'm on to that, had to run it back
I don't need ya, but if the ugh fire, I might double back
I won't keep ya, but I got the shit that got 'em coming back
Got em fiendin', turn a rich bitch to a crackhead
I'll leave ya, but if the ugh fire I might double back, I don't need ya!