mad at me

Man I had yo bitch in agony
Had yo bitch hangin' off the balcony
Watch these stacks, man they fat, they as tall as me
She gettin' this money so please stay mad at me, let's go

Yes, i'm fuckin' him
They said "Dei why you walk wit a limp?"
My money it go to the gym
And my bitch she cheeked like Kim but she also slim like Jim
I done gave my bitch the particles, no i'm not talm bout Pym
(Uh-uh)
Where do I begin?
I got hitters from all around who knock it right yo chin
Why yo lil ass been buggin' me when you can't you a cent?
Hop right outta the foreign car and right into another whip
762 hang off my hip
Why yo lady been poker face, i'm just here for the chips
They said "Dei where you been at?"
Said I'm back up on my shit
Glock wit a switch and shoutout Wick like me and my chop don't miss

Yeah, ran into my boy, you know we on
Pop out like a movie, we a star
I don't wanna mess with you
Fuckin' up my mental, boo
I don't want you no thank you
like you, you, you, you
What you gonna do, do?
Shawty do new boo, boo
I don't want my life to be with you, you, you, you
Sorry, I don't fuck with you
Actin' like some Looney Tunes
I don't want a part of you
You wastin' my time
Why you gon' lie?
I'm doin' so fine
Now, you is a munch
Yousa munch
You a munch, yeah
(Munch, munch, munch, munch, munch)
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh woah
(Woo)

Beam, that's headshot, no I aim out the choppa
I'm gettin' my money, i'm moving it proper
I been making money, there isn't no stoppa
He came with the blicks and left in the gutter
Like hold on bro, why you leaving yo brother?
I got yo lil shawty, she smooth like some butter
I see yo lil shawty, you know that stuff her
Pull off in a G63 like a coppa
Call me B.I.G. like poppa
I know that you ain't been gettin' no money, couldn't get you a dollar
Brisbane rap game comin' for all yo heads, name somebody hotter
I really been playin' wit all yo tops, you could call this Mancala



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Writer(s): Deja Roi-kinna
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