Ridiculous
(I-I'm with the cash like Diego)
(B-B-Bankroll got it)
If it ain't 'bout GG, bitch, say "I don't know"
When it come to that DC shit, lil' bitch I'm the GOAT
Had to hit Lil' Joe, yeah, just like a foe
All I know is them hitters pulled up, it was murder she wrote
I'm in the trenches with all of the killers, and I'm in the trap with the dealers
I'm in the jungle with all of the snakes, the lions, the bears, gorillas
I got a glimpse of them millions, I had to go get it, my fingers be itchin'
I cannot fuck with these niggas because they be bitchin', that shit is ridiculous
Bitch, we walk up in a party
Put your hands up, it's a robbery
I got some niggas that strip you, the very next day, they be rockin' your Cartis
My new bitch look like a Barbie
I gave her dick, then she brought me some molly
My niggas, they ridin' regardless
Fuck your lil' gang, bitch, I got me a army
Fuck that lil' bitch, I done got me some racks
Say that's his bitch but I know she a thot
Odell Beckham, I'm catchin' these packs
He like OT, everything you not
You play with glizzy, you gettin' shot
I got some killers, they hit your block
Come here, lil' mami, give me some top
He ain't got money, I got a lot
All outside, you know a nigga hood
I'm fuckin' with 'em, they show me love
Gun on my hip, bitch got the slugs
My cousin ain't Crip but I call him cuz, hey
Bitch, I'm really, really rich
I ain't gon' never stop poppin' my shit
Check out my wrist, check out my drip
These niggas know they been on my dick, ay
If it ain't 'bout GG, bitch, say, "I don't know"
When it come to that DC shit, lil' bitch I'm the GOAT
Had to hit Lil' Joe, yeah, just like a foe
All I know is them hitters pulled up, it was murder she wrote
I'm in the trenches with all of the killers, and I'm in the trap with the dealers
I'm in the jungle with all of the snakes, the lions, the bears, gorillas
I got a glimpse of them millions, I had to go get it, my fingers be itchin'
I cannot fuck with these niggas because they be bitchin', that shit is ridiculous
Yeah, left out the trap, flew straight to Atlanta, I had to go handle some business, uh
He let her gas 'em, I got 'em peeled
Get right back to servin' the city, uh
Jefe know Wopo been blowin' the Glock
Still in the mix but I'm playin' my part
Think 'cause he shot a nigga, he got hot
I'm still hoppin' out on niggas block
Keep on comin', I'ma break the bank
They never did shit a nigga can't
Niggas be outta pocket, they be lame
High as shit and flyer than a plane
Bust Rollies, niggas do the same
Spin his corner, get out, let it bang
I'm a killer, I'ma pin his name
I'ma come put it on 'em in the rain
Somehow I killed the bitch 'cause she on dick
I threw the KRISS Vec up in that tent
You don't know me, I murder niggas' men
He with a whip and got hit in his chin
Uh, bitch
Uh, uh
Shootin' that Glock, better don't get jumped
Beam on that FN, can't miss no one
Roll me a wood, geekin' to smoke one
If it ain't 'bout GG, bitch, say, "I don't know"
When it come to that DC shit, lil' bitch I'm the GOAT
Had to hit Lil' Joe, yeah, just like a foe
All I know is them hitters pulled up, it was murder she wrote
I'm in the trenches with all of the killers, and I'm in the trap with the dealers
I'm in the jungle with all of the snakes, the lions, the bears, gorillas
I got a glimpse of them millions, I had to go get it, my fingers be itchin'
I cannot fuck with these niggas because they be bitchin', that shit is ridiculous
(B-B-Bankroll got it)
If it ain't 'bout GG, bitch, say "I don't know"
When it come to that DC shit, lil' bitch I'm the GOAT
Had to hit Lil' Joe, yeah, just like a foe
All I know is them hitters pulled up, it was murder she wrote
I'm in the trenches with all of the killers, and I'm in the trap with the dealers
I'm in the jungle with all of the snakes, the lions, the bears, gorillas
I got a glimpse of them millions, I had to go get it, my fingers be itchin'
I cannot fuck with these niggas because they be bitchin', that shit is ridiculous
Bitch, we walk up in a party
Put your hands up, it's a robbery
I got some niggas that strip you, the very next day, they be rockin' your Cartis
My new bitch look like a Barbie
I gave her dick, then she brought me some molly
My niggas, they ridin' regardless
Fuck your lil' gang, bitch, I got me a army
Fuck that lil' bitch, I done got me some racks
Say that's his bitch but I know she a thot
Odell Beckham, I'm catchin' these packs
He like OT, everything you not
You play with glizzy, you gettin' shot
I got some killers, they hit your block
Come here, lil' mami, give me some top
He ain't got money, I got a lot
All outside, you know a nigga hood
I'm fuckin' with 'em, they show me love
Gun on my hip, bitch got the slugs
My cousin ain't Crip but I call him cuz, hey
Bitch, I'm really, really rich
I ain't gon' never stop poppin' my shit
Check out my wrist, check out my drip
These niggas know they been on my dick, ay
If it ain't 'bout GG, bitch, say, "I don't know"
When it come to that DC shit, lil' bitch I'm the GOAT
Had to hit Lil' Joe, yeah, just like a foe
All I know is them hitters pulled up, it was murder she wrote
I'm in the trenches with all of the killers, and I'm in the trap with the dealers
I'm in the jungle with all of the snakes, the lions, the bears, gorillas
I got a glimpse of them millions, I had to go get it, my fingers be itchin'
I cannot fuck with these niggas because they be bitchin', that shit is ridiculous
Yeah, left out the trap, flew straight to Atlanta, I had to go handle some business, uh
He let her gas 'em, I got 'em peeled
Get right back to servin' the city, uh
Jefe know Wopo been blowin' the Glock
Still in the mix but I'm playin' my part
Think 'cause he shot a nigga, he got hot
I'm still hoppin' out on niggas block
Keep on comin', I'ma break the bank
They never did shit a nigga can't
Niggas be outta pocket, they be lame
High as shit and flyer than a plane
Bust Rollies, niggas do the same
Spin his corner, get out, let it bang
I'm a killer, I'ma pin his name
I'ma come put it on 'em in the rain
Somehow I killed the bitch 'cause she on dick
I threw the KRISS Vec up in that tent
You don't know me, I murder niggas' men
He with a whip and got hit in his chin
Uh, bitch
Uh, uh
Shootin' that Glock, better don't get jumped
Beam on that FN, can't miss no one
Roll me a wood, geekin' to smoke one
If it ain't 'bout GG, bitch, say, "I don't know"
When it come to that DC shit, lil' bitch I'm the GOAT
Had to hit Lil' Joe, yeah, just like a foe
All I know is them hitters pulled up, it was murder she wrote
I'm in the trenches with all of the killers, and I'm in the trap with the dealers
I'm in the jungle with all of the snakes, the lions, the bears, gorillas
I got a glimpse of them millions, I had to go get it, my fingers be itchin'
I cannot fuck with these niggas because they be bitchin', that shit is ridiculous
Credits
Writer(s): Marquis Amonte King, Joel Banks, Noah Anthony Settles, Diego Avendano
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