[ Featuring Vnt Zir ]
Never been the one to chase a bitch, I'ma make her leave
I hate niggas lookin' in my face, gotta rock a ski
Niggas say they real, but they never practice what they preach
Nigga never grindin always beggin, Dog that boy a leech
Walk into the spot, I take ya bitch, with no effort, get her home
I'ma stretch her, she can't walk, she need a stretcher
Get that money, stack it up, bein' broke, that shit was killin' me
Hop up on the track, we spittin' flames, San and VNT
Pluck him off, they just a bunch of fleas, they can't f*ck with me
They like the way I walk into the room, I do it comfortably
She gon' charge a bag for you to tag, she let me hit for free
Treat her ass, I'm takin' this lil' bad bitch down to Tiffany
2AM, my eyes wide, I'm sippin' on this Hennessy
Plays hit my phone, like Hey bro what you got in for me
If I don't know the number, I look at it all suspiciously
You don't say the right shit, I'm blockin' that shit instantly
VNT and Sani Mac, you know just how we comin
Walk in Sin, and threw a hunnid, like your bitch, she know she comin
Bro be movin' shhh, make it disappear, magic trick
Heard your bitch a freak, I'ma let her ride the magic stick
I done seen a lot of niggas cappin' when they rappin
End up gettin' pressed about it, I'm like damn bro, what done happened
Thought you was the captain, I could show you what a stash is
You niggas ain't really stackin, I'ma cut you off, you get to chatting'
