lil Makeveli - like my dad Lyrics

I dont even f*cking know
But im fin go and flow up in this shit
Spend dat money
Need sum more up in this bitch
Ima trapaholic I be trapping all up in this shit
I can't trust a bitch cuz that hoe gon switch
Putting dirt up on my f*ckin name
Yea that shit get u hit
Bitch im on a kill streak
Bet u catch a shot
Im not me when i get angry so I rather not
I got leather on my wallet, rocking Perry Ellis
Bum ass bitch she want my money, that's some I can't mess with
Hold my racks up to my ear, bitch im steady flexing
And these hoes they lovin' velii, so I'm never stressin'
Catch a op' right down the street, shoot him with my left hand
Talk that shit, you can't defend, who the f*ck you pressin'
I got love for all the guys, love for Smith & Wesson
Try put dirt up on my name, get slapped with my left hand
Bitch, I'm freestyling, I don't write my raps
She said, do you write your shit? I told her, what the f*ck is that
Hold this shit on my own, yeah, on my back
These lil' niggas be my f*ckin' sons, gon' give em Similac
Nigga, f*ck a threat, nigga, I got led, I'm sendin' that
We gon' bust his head, that ARP gon' take your fitted cap
F'N gon' shoot you in the face, lil' bitch, it's curable
Bitch, im posted with my f*cking minions no despicable
Yeah, I need me a lil' bad rap, bitch, Karrahboo, yeah
Niggas said my music's ass, Im fin f*ck his bitch
Niggas said my music's ass, I just f*cked his bitch
Niggas got me in that mode, I'm fin flip the switch
Hey, what Carti say? Bitch, it's Kelly K
Put that hoe right on the f*ckin' cam like her name Kim K
Got him sendin' paragraphs, now that boy he really sad
I can't feel no pain, cause I'm just f*ckin' petty, like my dad, huh