Do it again
Yeah
Bitch you really talking like you want some
Bitch I'm really walking like I'm on one
Oh, you ain't sell that zip, bitch you ain't cop one
If they talking drip, bitch I'm a top them
Why they really talking like they want some
Uh, Better go find his ass, cause he a lost one
Oh, I don't fuck with them because they timid, uh
I see you talking but you never what you living, uh
Pussy boy talk that shit but he ain't blowing
You a lame I don't see the way you coming
I'm going up, blue faces what we thumbing
Mary Jane in the backwood what we rolling
I've been rolling OG
Keep me name up out your mouth, see you don't know me
You ain't living what you bout, bitch you living lonely
Another face up in the crowd, I've seen you been a phony
Finna face up on this loud, got me feeling holy
Yeah, see she text me, said she coming through
I don't want to hear what you been saying like I'm under you
And we got you out here thinking that she loving you
And you know we got her vibing wanting something new
Bitch it's hurricane, we out here making monsoons
Who the next best rapper? Bitch it's not you
I Like a baddie riding round, then I times two
Keep that pole gripped, tucked by my side too
See we teaching like you really want to go learn something
And you lying like you never going to go burn something
Why you talking the money, you never gonna have to go earn none
Whipping that bitch and I'm skrrting that block, like I got to go turn one
Oh, Why you really think you worth it
See I'm counting them hundred and fifties to get to them birdies
I've been killing all these rappers for certain
See I'm known to turn the show, bitch pull the curtains
See I'm numb as hell
I can see through all that bullshit, bitch you dumb as hell
And I'm seeing through that fake shit like I couldn't tell
No debating, dropping dimes like a wishing well
Why you put her through that pain? Like she in a hell
Been known to switch that whole flow
Your girl, bitch she a known hoe
Turn your main bitch to my side hoe
If I want drugs, then I find more
Shawty really get low for the cocaine
If you rapping, I ain't hear it you a no name
You a pussy on that midget, think it's propane
And we get it how we live it on a slow day
You ain't living what you spitting, bitch you so lame
I've been known to bring the storms even with no rain
Bitch you really talking like you want some
Bitch I'm really walking like I'm on one
Oh, you ain't sell that zip, bitch you ain't cop one
If they talking drip, bitch I'm a top them
Why they really talking like they want some
Uh, Better go find his ass, cause he a lost one
Oh, I don't fuck with them because they timid, uh
I see you talking but you never what you living, uh
Pussy boy talk that shit but he ain't blowing
You a lame I don't see the way you coming
I'm going up, blue faces what we thumbing
Mary Jane in the backwood what we rolling
I've been rolling OG
Keep me name up out your mouth, see you don't know me
You ain't living what you bout, bitch you living lonely
Another face up in the crowd, I've seen you been a phony
Finna face up on this loud, got me feeling holy