(Monsta's gon' tear it up)
Nigga got me out my body
Said it's up, but you bitches hidin'
Yo' nigga on my line, beating it down
He like how I ride it
Won't catch me slipping with a picture
I hate the paparazzi
Tell them pussy hoes press the issue
Stop dissin' online
She was bragging tough 'bout that nigga
Now that nigga mine
I ain't the bitch to jump 'bout a nigga
That boy on my time
Heard another diss hit the net
Cut them bitches down
Pop out in mobile with a hundred
Bitch I'm livin' wild
Haha, yeah, know I'm livin' wild
Every nigga play, he lay
Got his ass smoked like black and milds
Come here
223 and F and N's gon' come through a nigga door
Knew I was gon' get it poppin'
I was posted at that store
Now my pockets sloppy
Play with me, I'll pop your noggin
Ran it up too fast, say "fuck the opps"
Drop pape' on everybody
Yeah, he think I'm lusting
All up on my blunt, I'm coughin'
I jumped right up in that water
I get to drowning shit like dolphins
Told you not to bust the gun
Could've up the fire and cleared the air
But hoes wasn't shakin' none
I'm flyin' in and out
Endorsements comin' and they're chasin' clout
Don't mention me in beef
I stand on business fuck y'all talking 'bout
I'm everywhere my ops be
Hoes ain't never stepped on me
First lady in this shit, so what the fuck you bitches think that mean
Table full of bossy bitches, still can't take a seat with me
Can't count on one hand the times them bitches tried to eat off me
If you bitches on that paperwork, please don't mention
Keep yo' mouth closed
I'm with gang, bitch we got chips
We dipping shit like nachos
He got 40 and I got nine
I don't give a fuck, ten niggas dying
That boy, a fish and I'm a shark
So it don't take nothin' to get him fried
Yeah, screaming fuck his gang, that boy a bitch
Baby mama sucking dick
Fraoh, fraoh, boy there that switch
I send a blitz, someone get hit
Fell in love with this Amiri
You ain't talking 'bout pape', I don't wanna hear it
Jumped in the game and got it going
They got my song on Fast and Furious
They think I ain't put in work
I got blood all on my shirt
Bitch, I stood up on that block until my kneecaps started hurtin'
Plus, I jumped up in that box and fought my op and popped his top
I used to couldn't have no socks, on god I don't wanna hear that bruh
Now it's a thousand for my shoes
I'm putting in work, swear I can't lose
Filled up stick, tear it right up, uh, he can't eat no food
Hold up, uh, Quez let's drop the window
Bet a bitch get dropped
Up my blick, you think it's regular
Swith built the size of my Glock
He a killer, but I don't fear them
If he plays his ass get knocked
I been shittin' on all them birds
I'm up here chilling with the lark'
Cut some niggas off my roster
Start goin' in and I'm goin' farther
Streets gon' make or break you
Stuck so long, that shit had made me harder
(Say how many of yo' niggas died, gang?)
(Fraoh, fraoh)
(45 with the switch, come outside gang, ha)