(Faint got this bitch jumping) (This Chicago nigga)
Body filled with drugs
That shit f*ck me up
Think I fell in love
Off the f*cking mud
Tryna f*ck with me?
Imma send him up
That boy said f*ck me?
Imma wet him up
I got meds up in my blunt
Tryna kill all of my opps, I'm on a f*cking hunt
Boolin with my slimes you talk shit turn you into runtz
Yo bitch f*ck with me cause my pockets they weigh a ton
I put my bitch in Christian Louboutin
We gon get you hit, I got hella guns
Walking in Balenci strike boots don't mean to stunt
I'm a grave digger bitch I aint no monster truck
On my neck, bustdown
His bitch wanna play with me but ion fall in love now
Only came to f*ck now
Run up on me get gunned down
Hands hurting from counting hunnids I got paper cuts now
I got paper cuts now
Late night I'm hitting up my plug now
I need some shit to keep me up, I been strung out
Put yo gun down, you a dumb clown
You aint finna pull the trigger nothing in them rounds
Body filled with drugs
That shit f*ck me up
Think I fell in love
Off the f*cking mud
Tryna f*ck with me?
Imma send him up
That boy said f*ck me?
Imma wet him up
I got meds up in my blunt
Tryna kill all of my opps, I'm on a f*cking hunt
Boolin with my slimes you talk shit turn you into runtz
Yo bitch f*ck with me cause my pockets they weigh a ton