[ Featuring Itihas ]
You acting like you got dope in your pocket
You actually broke
It's Ashley Furniture
That's the first spot that we hitting to test if the mattress firm enough
Amateur all those guys in the DMs you getting
You acting so plastic for 'em
My natural bitch is a diva she hating on all of them Dr Miami hoes
I'm back in the cut
I know that it's been a lil minute but baby I'm in it to win it
Put pedal to metal or pen to the pencil bitch
Either way Iti gon' win in a scrimmage
Treat the beat like it's a rickety chair
I got the show rockin' like back and forth
Your mans is poor you looking for an upgrade
Ain't even light a candle for him
I'm vexed you breaking my standards but never the bank
Addicted to nasty whores
Smashin' the thot when I'm bored
We upping the score
She know it get reckless bro
I'm in the backseat with a glizzy a shank
You looking for smoke
But the fam don't want me to get into negative patterns of thought
So imma just leave it at that lil homie okay
You wanna press me more let's get it
Send lil bro straight to the paramedics
His bitch e- er- while he in the er
Slide in that pussy like credit or debit
She drank my kids that's her new favorite beverage
I saved the bitch contact as breakfast
Sorry lil bro I hate to be explicit
Would you still hate on me when I'm with my friends?
Would you still hate on me just to be petty as shit?
I guess you learned that shit from me I got to take credit shit
I don't give a f*ck about no hater about no critic shit
And my cart taste like bone marrow inhaling ligaments
Yeah you know me
Yeah I'm outside
I just want me I just want me I just want me
I just want me I just want me
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
I cannot f*ck with these lying ass hoes
I went to New York and I copped me a jane
Corduroy jacket the shoes weren't plain
I got VETEMENTS garments it's choking my brain
Abra-cadabra she think that I'm psycho
I'm waving the bezel to call me insane
You get attached to me
I get detached to you
She get her getback I'm doing okay
I'm keeping the score it's like 4 to 8
My 8 to 4 it's something I hate
Got 4 to 8 of these bottles I'm drinking from
It's really to numb all the pain
I tried to pull out the trash in the front yard
I started beefing with hospital residents
F*ck all that I just be sellin' shit
Kobe mentality I be the best at this
She gave her mind to somebody
And body to me I just ran with the benefits
I'm up at the station right now
I'm checkin' the ballot it's XV for president
I'm at the school and they shoot me a blank face
Cash out the chips and I stare at the big face
Iti just passed me an edi' that's been laced
Outta my body this shit can't be man made
Hey hey hey!
I can't beef with nobody lil pussy you way out your prime
Hey hey hey!
I can't beef with nobody the plane I'm on still changing times
Hey hey!
Positive you need Christ or a medic
I got bluetooth I got connection
2016 FLP in the kitchen
PRADI and me just pulled off in the Civic
I just wan' cop me some Solace and fit it
Bitch so bad her ass got suspensions
Lame ass f*ck better get out my mentions
Don't try this I know we both citizens
Mr Hawk 'Em Down I got strong ligaments
Headphones on I'm still not listenin'
Cashapp she got someone trickin' it
Ten times ten I need dead presidents
Yeah ten times ten I see them Benjamins
