STOP COMPLAINING

I ran it up, yeah I helped myself (Yeah)
Abandoned and lost, had nobody else
That's why i'm grinding, til the motherfucking lights turn off
Baby, i'm the boss
The gang is like a game of chess, we knockin' out the pawns (Wooh)
Wooh, used to ride with that sack on me (Yeah)
2017, bitch, I had my first gat on me (Woah)
Now i'm booted up, always keepin' a stack on me
Shootin' his shit up, I don't play 'bout my cash homie

I put the drugs down, now i'm focused on a Richard Millie (Wooh)
Smoking by the pound, I don't got no motherfucking limits (Aye)
Hoes be tryna play me, I ain't got no motherfucking feelings
And we gon' kill you, 30 rounds in the fucking pistol (Bow)
I launched the missile, made official, now I got some issues (Yeah)
Like having a couple hundred hoes, in your fucking mentions (Aye)
I got dementia, I don't even remember fuckin' with her
Fuck with my main hitter, that's gon' be your grave digger (Woah)

You switched sides, you a bitch on "2 Times"
I was too motherfucking stupid to see right through your flaws
Baby need to floss
She tastin' kinda off (Yeah, yeah)
If you ain't talkin' money, bitch, you better not talk at all (At all)

Huh, bitch need to stop that complaining (Yeah)
Bitch, need to stop that complaining
I'm seeing them stars, feel like Carl Sagan (Sagan)
Bitch, need to stop that complaining
Huh, bitch need to stop that complaining (Yeah)
When I pull up to the function, imma pop all these percs
And that shit got a youngin a lil shaky

Huh, bitch shake her ass, right in front of the camera (Slat)
Hella bad bitches, I can turn 'em into dancers (Woah)
Got a hitta in the D, that's my dawg, he a scammer
Got your hoe greenin', imma call her Bruce Banner (Uh)
She brought the dope, 'round my parents
I slapped that bitch up, cause she ain't got no manners (Bitch do too much)
Got so damn rich, bitch, I live in a manor
I'm screamin' "Free Thugga", the king of Atlanta (Free thugga)

Ridin' round the block, got that motherfucking thang on me
Pussy boy mad, cause i'm smoking on his dead homie (Woah)
Love when she get mad, cause it move a lot of weight off me
Got a lot of diamonds, they be drippin' like a lake on me (Splat)
Poppin' the X, finna get out my body (Woah)
Side bitch, she pushin' the beetle, like Johnny
Your bitch, she ridin' the dick, call her Jocky
Fuck all the hoes that tried to double cross me (Skrrt)

Get my soul sucked, in the back of the rover (Fye)
Diamonds bringin' luck, like a four leaf clover (Yeah, yeah)
Main bitch hit me up, and told me come over
But first, I had to make sure that bitch was sober (No gas)
Can't fuck a hoe moving like Dope As Yola
I hit the plug on my old motorola
Ice on my neck, make me feel a lil polar
Every new bitch, heart get colder and colder