Yeah lil nigga I'm gon do it
They like look at that
Rearview keep on falling off the Buick
Ain't no looking back
Rappers like the leather in this big body
Son cooking that
This lil shit a chess game
I'm straight killing
No rook in that
Real nigga, eat a bitch up
With my hoodie on if her cookie fat
I'm santa Claus
Need a naughty hoe that come
Wrapped like a goodie bag
She said I could milk it in that cookie
But she took it back
Bae it's way too late
Whoever made this put they foot in that
Plan B
Left a mark so strong
That Zuckerberg could never ban me
If he try, hope Elon beat his ass
In front his family
Bitch I ain't gon stop
Til I whip phantoms like I'm Danny
Might not have a jet
But she send privates while I'm landing
I been on my square
Feel like a king with army standing
Cuz whenever I hit that beat up
I feel like I'm Handy Manny
Bars be my toolie and my peace
Can't understand me
Music my militia
More than 16 in this family
We at war. I came to kill
I'm rushing out the shore
F*ck a song. Give em 30
Like we busting out M4s
I ain't taking shit from no one
I embargoed all imports
Knock ya tee off if I T-up
Hoe I do this shit for sport
I'm that nigga huh
Learned to roc the nation
Now that boi Khoul think he jigga huh
F*cking on new honeys got me jumping
Like I'm tigger huh
Wet dreams bout that money
It hit Midnight and I'm sitting up
Feeling like I'm Cole up in these hoes
She just can't get enough
Can't take bitches back
Let that lil hoe argue with herself
I ain't gon bicker back
She just let me ink all on her breasts
Now that's tit for tat
Waitress and she feed my ego
She gone get a tip for that
Huuuhh