Intro
I feel like Blueface when I'm touching blue bills
I don't like to talk rather up from the hip
After the head that lil bitch gotta dip
Can't do no cuffing ah luh you for real
Bro get to tweaking he off of them pills
Bitch get it lit turn the bass up in here
Try catch us lacking we up from the rear
Bitch I'm the goat no discussion in here
Came from the mud got that drip when I walk
Yo bitch she seen me don't know you at all
She hear my voice then she dropping her bra
And if I command she gone suck on the balls
Swallowed my nut then the bitch licked it off
Boy got a problem go get the white chalk
X out the problem equation been solved
Potatoed the gun you cant hear it all
Thought I couldn't do it so I proved them wrong
Bitch turn me up when you banging my song
Did it myself I came up on my own
Told moms I'll do right but I kept doing wrong
Selling these packs I was moving them O's
I got addicted couldn't lay off the smoke
I got locked in had to carry the pole
My finger get itchy so watch yo approach
Nah you don't know me don't call me yo bro
And bitch when I'm mad better leave me alone
Turn off the lights then I get in my zone
Don't do relations so leave me alone
What you expect from a nigga so cold
Ain't wanna listen fought demons alone
Now they all mad won't pick up the phone
Where them boys at I'm in traffic alone
Heard he was lacking I ran through his home
Macaulay Culkin that boy home alone Seen em freeze up put that chrome to his dome
I'll take it all yes i'm stingy for sure
Try take it back then yo life gotta go
Chasing a bag give a fuck about a hoe
I'm quarterback I send bullets for sure
Thought he passed out put that scent to his nose
You bitches some hoes
So leave me alone
Stop hitting my phone
I'm all in my zone
I'm with that glizzy
Yeah I'm really getting litty
Shoot that nigga in his kidney
Holding them blicks
Pull up with sticks
Yeah we really running thru his bitch
Mobbing with cliques
Hitting these licks
These niggas some grinders we getting them chips
Ooh
Pull up and pop em
Niggas Talking imma sock them
Having Problems we can solve them
Trapping in a hood no robin
Put that nigga in a coffin
Flexing yo shit we robbing
Give a fuck bout no nigga
I'm pulling the trigger
I'm sinning with killers
We counting these figures
These bitches some fiens
Bitch get off of me
I'm stuck the this lean
I'm counting this green
Blowing up I'm only 18
Fucked on lil shorty
Then pass to the team
Got the choppers yeah they stay with the beam
AK's and Drakos they stay next to me
Flipping these kilos bitch stay with that G
I'm lurking for niggas I know where he be
I stay with the poles
I'm making these shows
I'm fucking these hoes
She wet like a boat
If she not fucking then bitch gotta go
I'm fucking his bitch I know that he know
I stay with the rapping
Don't mess with my flow
I'm rocking this ice
I'm rocking this snow
These niggas ain't fucking with sticks that I tote
If niggas got problems then hit up my phone bitch
I don't like to talk rather up from the hip
After the head that lil bitch gotta dip
Can't do no cuffing ah luh you for real
Bro get to tweaking he off of them pills
Bitch get it lit turn the bass up in here
Try catch us lacking we up from the rear
Bitch I'm the goat no discussion in here
Came from the mud got that drip when I walk
Yo bitch she seen me don't know you at all
She hear my voice then she dropping her bra
And if I command she gone suck on the balls
Swallowed my nut then the bitch licked it off
Boy got a problem go get the white chalk
X out the problem equation been solved
Potatoed the gun you cant hear it all
Thought I couldn't do it so I proved them wrong
Bitch turn me up when you banging my song
Did it myself I came up on my own
Told moms I'll do right but I kept doing wrong
Selling these packs I was moving them O's
I got addicted couldn't lay off the smoke
I got locked in had to carry the pole
My finger get itchy so watch yo approach
Nah you don't know me don't call me yo bro
And bitch when I'm mad better leave me alone
Turn off the lights then I get in my zone
Don't do relations so leave me alone
What you expect from a nigga so cold
Ain't wanna listen fought demons alone
Now they all mad won't pick up the phone
Where them boys at I'm in traffic alone
Heard he was lacking I ran through his home
Macaulay Culkin that boy home alone Seen em freeze up put that chrome to his dome
I'll take it all yes i'm stingy for sure
Try take it back then yo life gotta go
Chasing a bag give a fuck about a hoe
I'm quarterback I send bullets for sure
Thought he passed out put that scent to his nose
You bitches some hoes
So leave me alone
Stop hitting my phone
I'm all in my zone
I'm with that glizzy
Yeah I'm really getting litty
Shoot that nigga in his kidney
Holding them blicks
Pull up with sticks
Yeah we really running thru his bitch
Mobbing with cliques
Hitting these licks
These niggas some grinders we getting them chips
Ooh
Pull up and pop em
Niggas Talking imma sock them
Having Problems we can solve them
Trapping in a hood no robin
Put that nigga in a coffin
Flexing yo shit we robbing
Give a fuck bout no nigga
I'm pulling the trigger
I'm sinning with killers
We counting these figures
These bitches some fiens
Bitch get off of me
I'm stuck the this lean
I'm counting this green
Blowing up I'm only 18
Fucked on lil shorty
Then pass to the team
Got the choppers yeah they stay with the beam
AK's and Drakos they stay next to me
Flipping these kilos bitch stay with that G
I'm lurking for niggas I know where he be
I stay with the poles
I'm making these shows
I'm fucking these hoes
She wet like a boat
If she not fucking then bitch gotta go
I'm fucking his bitch I know that he know
I stay with the rapping
Don't mess with my flow
I'm rocking this ice
I'm rocking this snow
These niggas ain't fucking with sticks that I tote
If niggas got problems then hit up my phone bitch
Credits
Writer(s): Marcello Martinez
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