Killing shit with these verses, aim for the head like Vontaze Burfict
Niggas be running they mouth they game don't match like Jusuf Nurkić
She told me want some purses, bitch better eat me alive like urchins
She tryna go to the Fogo De Ciáõ I'm taking that hoe to the Perkins
Bitch tryna tell me she want her a nigga wit money, she ain't even workin'
Stay at your granny house and keep a smart mouth this bitch always chirpin'
Nigga stay capping saying he been putting that work in, nigga stop perpin'
Seen you was popping that shit on the Gram don't come to me saying you hurtin'
Step on the pedal it's lurchin'
Police behind me they searchin'
Nigga ain't really the merchant, niggas get told what to do he a servant
Nigga tried snaking me out he a serpent, thought that I wasn't observant
Nah I ain't letting it slide, imma slide and put heat in your house like a furnace
Bro snuck the gun in the club tryna catch him a opp he ain't Plaxico Burress
My niggas rob we ain't making no purchase, better have customer service
Keep it on me for a purpose, run up I'm putting these .9s in your dermis
Stay tryna clown 'round the bitches, get out the streets and go join in a circus
Get in the booth and I'm going nuts
How many kilos of cocaine can this bitch fit inside her guts?
Niggas be stunting cuz they got a name them niggas be taking it up they butts
Them niggas said I was gon get slain I sit in they hood and don't get touched
Nigga stay talking that shit cuz he signed to a label, he don't know he getting f*cked
Same niggas hate on the low cuz I don't come around being friendly I keep it a buck
Same niggas hate on the low cuz a nigga get money they telling the bitches it's luck
That nigga stay leaching off the producers and that's why all of his new shit suck
Brodie keep sliding, waving them sticks I got him a puck
That nigga knew I was f*cking his bitch I think he a cuck
320 in my pants this bitch be kicking like Justin Tuck'
Paying 650 for this lil nigga you know I ain't throwing knucks
Talking that shit on the net in person act like you don't see me
F*cking his hoe, the way Diana get dirty I'm yelling out He-He
Pulling my pants up yelling out beep beep after I skeet skeet
Nigga tryna be like me this ain't no shit you can repeat
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Killing shit with these verses, aim for the head like Vontaze Burfict
Niggas be running they mouth they game don't match like Jusuf Nurkić
She told me want some purses, bitch better eat me alive like urchins
She tryna go to the Fogo De Ciáõ I'm taking that hoe to the Perkins
Bitch tryna tell me she want her a nigga wit money, she ain't even workin'
Stay at your granny house and keep a smart mouth this bitch always chirpin'
Nigga stay capping saying he been putting that work in, nigga stop perpin'
Seen you was popping that shit on the Gram don't come to me saying you hurtin'
Step on the pedal it's lurchin'
Police behind me they searchin'
Nigga ain't really the merchant, niggas get told what to do he a servant
Nigga tried snaking me out he a serpent, thought that I wasn't observant
Nah I ain't letting it slide, imma slide and put heat in your house like a furnace
Bro snuck the gun in the club tryna catch him a opp he ain't Plaxico Burress
My niggas rob we ain't making no purchase, better have customer service
Keep it on me for a purpose, run up I'm putting these .9s in your dermis
Stay tryna clown 'round the bitches, get out the streets and go join in a circus
Get in the booth and I'm going nuts
How many kilos of cocaine can this bitch fit inside her guts?
Niggas be stunting cuz they got a name them niggas be taking it up they butts
Them niggas said I was gon get slain I sit in they hood and don't get touched
Nigga stay talking that shit cuz he signed to a label, he don't know he getting f*cked
Same niggas hate on the low cuz I don't come around being friendly I keep it a buck
Same niggas hate on the low cuz a nigga get money they telling the bitches it's luck
That nigga stay leaching off the producers and that's why all of his new shit suck
Brodie keep sliding, waving them sticks I got him a puck
That nigga knew I was f*cking his bitch I think he a cuck
320 in my pants this bitch be kicking like Justin Tuck'
Paying 650 for this lil nigga you know I ain't throwing knucks
Talking that shit on the net in person act like you don't see me
F*cking his hoe, the way Diana get dirty I'm yelling out He-He
Pulling my pants up yelling out beep beep after I skeet skeet
Nigga tryna be like me this ain't no shit you can repeat
Niggas be running they mouth they game don't match like Jusuf Nurkić
She told me want some purses, bitch better eat me alive like urchins
She tryna go to the Fogo De Ciáõ I'm taking that hoe to the Perkins
Bitch tryna tell me she want her a nigga wit money, she ain't even workin'
Stay at your granny house and keep a smart mouth this bitch always chirpin'
Nigga stay capping saying he been putting that work in, nigga stop perpin'
Seen you was popping that shit on the Gram don't come to me saying you hurtin'
Step on the pedal it's lurchin'
Police behind me they searchin'
Nigga ain't really the merchant, niggas get told what to do he a servant
Nigga tried snaking me out he a serpent, thought that I wasn't observant
Nah I ain't letting it slide, imma slide and put heat in your house like a furnace
Bro snuck the gun in the club tryna catch him a opp he ain't Plaxico Burress
My niggas rob we ain't making no purchase, better have customer service
Keep it on me for a purpose, run up I'm putting these .9s in your dermis
Stay tryna clown 'round the bitches, get out the streets and go join in a circus
Get in the booth and I'm going nuts
How many kilos of cocaine can this bitch fit inside her guts?
Niggas be stunting cuz they got a name them niggas be taking it up they butts
Them niggas said I was gon get slain I sit in they hood and don't get touched
Nigga stay talking that shit cuz he signed to a label, he don't know he getting f*cked
Same niggas hate on the low cuz I don't come around being friendly I keep it a buck
Same niggas hate on the low cuz a nigga get money they telling the bitches it's luck
That nigga stay leaching off the producers and that's why all of his new shit suck
Brodie keep sliding, waving them sticks I got him a puck
That nigga knew I was f*cking his bitch I think he a cuck
320 in my pants this bitch be kicking like Justin Tuck'
Paying 650 for this lil nigga you know I ain't throwing knucks
Talking that shit on the net in person act like you don't see me
F*cking his hoe, the way Diana get dirty I'm yelling out He-He
Pulling my pants up yelling out beep beep after I skeet skeet
Nigga tryna be like me this ain't no shit you can repeat
Writer: Razziya Sandlin
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