Don't call my phone 'cause I ain't answering that
They like who you signed with I'm tired answering that, yeah
Spoiling hoes why you pampering that
Glock up in the baby bag it ain't no pampers in that, yeah
You was my slime, why you slime me
Had that back door closed, you kicked it in, man, why you slimy
I was on yo side till I found out you tried to lie on me
Heard they looking for me I'm like it ain't hard to find me, yeah
I'm scoring but I keep getting fouled
They told me you are your father's child, you a juvenile
Tell mamma I'm sorry, I'm just wanna make her proud
I been tryna earn her trust back but it's gonna take a while
I been on some new shit, on some fuck you shit
On some counting blue shit
On some how you move shit
Oh, this what we do shit
On some I see you shit
Told my ex I got a new bitch
I'm on some fuck you shit, yeah
If you loyal then I'll ride for you nigga
Don't freeze up on that drill
'Cause I'll shoot you if I gotta pull this trigger
I knew you wasn't right saw
You trade your left Twix for a Snicker
I made it home tonight
I just left from where niggas tried to blick us, aye
Don't call my phone
'Cause I ain't answering that
They like who you signed with
I'm tired answering that, yeah
Spoiling hoes why you pampering that
Glock up in the baby bag
It ain't no pampers in that
Yeah
You was my slime, why you slime me
Had that back door closed
You kicked it in, man, why you slimy
I was on yo side till I found out you tried to lie on me
Heard they looking for me
I'm like it ain't hard to find me, yeah
And I done made change
For the better or worst
Gotta a new bitch
Bought a new glock to put it in her new purse
It ain't about who got caught lacking
It's about who up first
I walk around with devils on my shoulders
I feel like I'm cursed
I keep a blicky in my pants
Gunpowder on my hands
Sometimes I tuck my chain
But you still see my diamonds dance
Gear born and raised in France
Smoke roaches step on ants
You might die if you approach me wrong
So, nigga fix your stance (like what)
Life could be a nightmare or a movie
The OPS inside my city too scared
They ain't tryna remove me
I never catch them outside
They be scared to run into me
I turn all the green lights red
Nigga I'm the light skin Toosii, ha-ha
Don't call my phone
'Cause I ain't answering that
They like who you signed with
I'm tired answering that, yeah
Spoiling hoes why you pampering that
Glock up in the baby bag
It ain't no pampers in that
Yeah
You was my slime, why you slime me
Had that back door closed
You kicked it in, man, why you slimy
I was on yo side till I found out you tried to lie on me
Heard they looking for me
I'm like it ain't hard to find me, yeah
I'm scoring but I keep getting fouled
They told me you are your father's child
You a juvenile
Tell mamma I'm sorry
I'm just wanna make her proud, yeah
But it's gonna take a while