Shit, I think this bitch just hit my phone
F*ck this shit bitch
Bitch, you know you like me for the drip
Bitch, you know you like me for the acid trip
Bitch, I can't f*ck with you no more
Cause you just want the drip on my arm
Bitch you just want the drip on my neck
Ima pull up, sorry I don't mean to flex
But, I come in with the chopper on deck
Bitch, I come in with the pills on deck
Bitch, I come in with the pills and the lean
And the iced crushed up
Cause we jumping off the private jet
Bitch, I come in just to interject
Check out my wrist, yeah I mean to flex
Then I walk it up, like I talk it up
Cause I walk it up
With the hundred round drum
And the choppa on the side
Bitch, yeah you know you only like me for the drip
Bitch, you know you only like me for the acid trip
Bitch, I said you only like me for the drip bitch
Get the f*ck off my line, I don't ever wanna see you again
Bitch, don't you pop up on my timeline
Or I'll come and shoot your man down with my choppa
With my nine, bitch I come out, in the night
Just to, commit a crime
Bitch I flow it up
Bitch I flex it up
Ima hit your bitch