Bully

Been telling rich to turn me up
Just to get me started
Bam pour up fours of wockhart in a baby bottle
Nigga talking slick to me
Call up bro to pop em
Couldn't even make the call to bro cause my young dog shot em
Quit acting like you niggas hard
Boy you soft as cotton
Stomp a nigga out two pair timbs you could say I'm trotting
I don't even like the turn up scene half the time I'm nodding
I don't even be off of no drank I just be tired
Got my nigga back out on his thang he said he retired
My momma showed me that Ten k She made me inspired
I just hit this one bitch think her name was desire
Had the bitch on her hands and knees she sung like a choir
Only thing that I'm into is making a Dollar
Had his baby mom calling me daddy but I ain't a father
Seen the nigga coming out the crib think he an imposter
I been on bully shit stuffing these niggas in lockers

A have a nigga hating on me cause his bitch like my music
Bro just said it's up with niggas he can't wait to bump into em
Really finna make it off rap just watch how I do it
I wasn't winning all the time but shit you learn from the losing
The hoes know we turnt for real so these bitches always choosing
Niggas trying to ride the wave but these niggas really blew it
She want me to cuff but fucked my mans bitch is you stupid
Y'all ain't woke up yet these niggas still out here snoozing
Any beat I get on shit you know I gotta gas it
Telling bitches you been dumping nigga why the fuck you capping
Niggas just be middle manning plays he ain't really active
It so long to do this verse cause my phone was really slapping
Yeah and I ain't capping nigga
I don't just do the rapping no cap we a wrap some niggas
Up this G lock no get to clapping niggas
And i don't want yo hoe she a go se just pass them bitches

I'm really up I'm spending thousands when I'm bored
The money counter jammed today's profit then got my hands sore
I know I said I was done sipping found some red and grab some more
Hit my brother like I got it you just gotta hit the store
Had to cut her off seem like she got a thing for broke niggas
Free my dog from out them cells when he was out he hoe niggas
I can tell by how y'all moving niggas ain't got no
Yeah I can put a bag on you but I think we can do it quicker
Alexander oversized shoes I'll step on a giant
High as hell three bitches on me I can't tell which one the finest
I know these niggas hate that I get off without even trying
Bro told me PUA still bussing man I'm finna go try it
I just ran into some fire ZA I'm finna grab a pound
Crazy thing that shit for me to smoke not finna sell a ounce
Every city that I'm in I go and tear they malls down
Kinda grimy blocked a bitch after I tore her walls down



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Writer(s): Tymonte Davis
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