Over here sexin' (sexin')
Way too many hoes up in my section
Time to teach you little boys, something bout' a lesson
Knew you was a fake nigga, on the first impression
Knew you was a fake nigga, Knew you was a snake
Okay, woah
You wanna die hoe, got the pistol in my pocket like a side hoe
I was talking to your bitch, on a side note
I ain't golf, but she like the way I side stroke
You get it, I did it
I pivot, I'm with it
I'm wait, I'm in it
We livid, too fitted
She on the classy TV
Know the words I'm speaking, don't even need captions on me
It's a hobby don't need cash, way she dancing for free
T.S.U. in me, you know I see (know I see now)
Everything she wanted me to be (be now)
Who just changed the game, oh wait it's me
I ball up, I ball up, I ball up, I ball up for
Keep hunting monsters, you gon' become the monster
Woah, aye
Yeah
This song for the streets
Bossin' niggas got to eat
What goes on behind the scenes
Martin Luther had a dream, woah
Aye, stupid nigga's cannot teach
Ruthless hitta's got to preach
Time for ya'll to take a seat, and listen
She wanna play with my jewelry, and lick on these diamonds
Wanna stay, but the Uber here so that's perfect timing
Huh, pull up wait wait wait
Pull up, pull up aye aye aye
Over here sexin' (sexin')
Way too many hoes up in my section
Time to teach you little boys, something bout' a lesson
Knew you was a fake nigga, on the first impression
Knew you was a fake nigga, Knew you was a snake
Okay, woah
You wanna die hoe, got the pistol in my pocket like a side hoe
I was talking to your bitch, on a side note
I ain't golf, but she like the way I side stroke
Aye, aye trust has been diminished
KG gon' keep going, I ain't finished
Think I'm on, I remember think she said she from L.A.
Might be gone till November, just know when, and what to say
Like a mob, can't tell whether I should tell her where I lay
Influencing like I'm Ye
All the haters, they should pray
Ah nah, that booty bounce like cake
Wait a minute
Ah nah, these different kind of stakes
Bitch I'm back now
Is that seriously how you wanna act right now
Middle fingers to the opp's, we smoking packs right now
Ain't got dreads but we on lock, yeah I've been cashing out
I ain't finished in this bitch
Vision
Dash, fast
This ain't easy
This gon' last
Different stash
Different cash, different
Who the one that always keep 100, you know we legit
Six bad hoes, yeah
I might check em' off the list
Nigga's hate when I be outside, when I step up out this bitch
Enemies ain't no curse motivate me, they a gift
Enemies ain't no curse they motivate me they a
All I wanna do is fly to Houston, pull up with the clique
She a model, yet I'm pretty so they ask me for the flick
This might be the anthem, K.G. too hard
You know I'm the shit
Put you on the burner, on the back end nah
I wanted you at first, that was back then nah
Every single verse, I've been actin' up
Put it in reverse
Imma put you in a hearse