Lowe-Fi X Sh!tandrews! - B.S.M.D Lyrics

I want my pockets f*cking fatter than your bitch
I want four f*cking bezels on my wrist
I wanna skrt in that Maserati Whip
I want a bitch sucking dick and getting lit
Now why the f*ck will they be singing all this shit?

Cuz they talk that yatta yatta
That maybe, sorta, kinda
That player snorting lines while Casper writing right beside him
Oh my God why these bitches tryna talk to me
I break legs when they take the road to walk to me
And I pull up Yota 2010 and Value Village I ain't fronting
Yet you puzzled cuz your girlfriend, mother, sister and your cousin
All be cussing out in bunches while I snap on these percussions
Then I hit they f*cking stomach like they chugging Robitussin
I said ouu
I'm the subject of discussion
Reason she be blushing
Freezing when I'm leaving switching seasons like it's nothing
Punching dummies in abundance, got you jumping

I want my pockets f*cking fatter than your bitch
I want four f*cking bezels on my wrist
I wanna skrt in that Maserati Whip
I want a bitch sucking dick and getting lit
Now why the f*ck will they be singing all this shit?

Nah I aint mad
The truth is I'm too faded
I see no difference in these artists you all look related
Screamin daddy why you never call me back?
Cause first things first hoe I'm not your f*ckin dad
Boy just snapped
It's as simple as that
Smash up that pussy like rocks
She said her man gon be back
So she gon keep on her socks
Alarm sound off I got no time for all these thoughts not regrettin' you still pathetic
I get it your diamonds drip but mine wetter
I said now
Why yall wanna come round us?
Bang out them armered trucks
Tint looked blacked out swerve that back route
One phone call gon hear them dump
So f*ck what's it matter boy you talk all that shit
Shouts out to chase want waffle stacks and

I want my pockets f*cking fatter than your bitch
I want four f*cking bezels on my wrist
I wanna skrt in that Maserati Whip
VVS on top my tee that's how I drip
Now why the f*ck will they be singing all this shit?