Keep it real I always could body shit
Santa Claus coming, I'm probably the naughty list
Roberto Cavalli fits, commercially model shit
Over half a million followers, virtually, I'm legit
Bullshit, what you think of that?
I ain't make it yet.
I know if God giveth, he could take it back
Im in a Hon- Civic and some vapor max
Tryna make a rack out a hundred like where my paper at, look
I don't mind signing a deal
I mind mining a field
Cotton picking to drip in designer heels
Never minding where your chicken
Can't pay your designer bills
But I don't go attack it,
It's a classic O.D.
But if I don't own my masters,
Then my master own me
This how rapping gon' be
A lot of rappers don't see
A lot of fabricating shit
A lot of capping on beats
See i roll with some model bitches
Whole lot of bitches
Bloody bottoms on the couch,
Pop a bottle with you
IF you fuck a nigga for a G:
A thot pocket
But a bitch who fuck a nigga for the free:
A non profit
I'm probably a hot topic.
You've never been hot, stop it.
I body the top shoppers
Whenever i'm not shopping
I'm not stopping for nobody else
Nobody helped.
Put my records up on nobody's shelf
Platinum plaques, might do that
I spit facts but you knew that
Crazy cause i had to type beg for the new rap.
Label tried to clip my legs but they grew back
Eat rappers with a food fact
Careful 'bout where I chew at
Crumbling you mumbling actors
Like where my fruit at?
You choke when I come near,
Stumbling like, she DO black
A broke nigga somewhere wondering where his boo at
With a rich nigga probably
She know how to curve a bitch nigga properly
Probably own all her property
Probably jus like monopoly
I know this bitch is tired of me
Not enough to unfollow me though
(Not enough to unfollow me though)