One, Two

One Two Demi coming for you
Three Four whatcha gon' do
Five Six you finna' get hit wit every bullet that I load in this clip
No play ground shit when I slide through
Playing hide-n-seek tryna find you
When I do like a candle ima light you
Face too pretty to be out here tryna fight you
Bitches ain't got no good reason not to Like you
Can't even breathe around me got these bitches turning light blue
Can't get past me this a wide load
If you ain't dyin by yo word what you lie for
You worse than them Instagram working out bitches that really be getting lipo
Never thought that being fake would ever be a life goal
Back in high school bitches got ran thru I was passed up
I'm thanking God even when I'm last up
Cause I ain't sold no pussy just to get my cash up
All them bodies in yo body bitch you need a pastor

Do better if you knew better
Now I gotta wet you up
Do better if you knew better hoe
Don't let these bitches set you up
Do better if you knew better
No time to be envious
Do better if you knew better hoe
Before I come dress you up

Try me I will have my niggas in your lobby
Just in case that I miss but that's very unhighly
Make the Ricky hit yo body
Did you hear me do you copy
Trying to find a reason why you'd try me
Keep coming up empty
Something like yo pockets
It's finna be a murder scene leave you chalked in
From the wood that's the city next to Compton
6 feet deep leave you boxed in
My bitches be quick to get it poppin'
My niggas chopped and screwed
Don't let them pull up behind you
Must I remind you
That I'm the thriller the killer the one standing right behind you
Told you that I would find you
If I were you I'd probably wanna hide too
End your life short like a haiku

Do better if you knew better
Now I gotta wet you up
Do better if you knew better hoe
Don't let these bitches set u up
Do better if you knew better
No time to be envious
Do better if you knew better hoe
Before I come dress you up