Bluffin
I ain't listen to that nigga talking hot because he bluffing
He know if he talking shit I'm up in sticks right up in public
Told that nigga stop that talking in the alley we can run it
Niggas stressing over hoes looking goofy that shit funny
Cartier's with the pointers got my fucking nose runny
Take your bitch back to the crib she get to bouncing like a bunny
Instead of chasing that lil hoe you need to start chasing that money
Niggas broke as hell they talking shit but they sweeter then honey
I know these bitches wanna taste but that shit fake they do not love me
I could never be these niggas walking out the house bumpy
Use your brain telling niggas shit you did bitch you a dummy
Fuck that talking I'll stomp you where you laying if you lucky
Got my brother by my side he load that AK like a Russian
If you speaking on the net keep talking shit and I'ma bust you
This gen 5 glock bout loud as shit it sound like it's percussion
Call my phone without that check and I'm not giving you discussion
Boy this .762 gon' give you more than a concussion
We wake up ready for violence bitch I'm up to cause destruction
If you trying to touch these diamonds you gon' suffer repercussion
You know my fucking name I do not need an introduction
Tell my nigga grab that glock hop in that car lil bitch we hunting
Catch him loafing pop the trunk and make his heart stop fucking thumping
I always put that shit on when I'm headed to a function
Your bitch texting my phone and yet you still don't got assumptions
Every time I'm in the booth you know I kill the fucking beat
Fuck her once block her IG on her number press delete
Need to cop another pair I want Diors up on my feet
Bitch I spend a bag for fun I guarantee I got receipts
My favorite words to see at Saks is transaction complete
He got some Carti's but no whip, he out here hopping back seats
They love the way I talk that shit like I'm a fucking priest
Got my money and my brother's stayed down it's time to feast
I ain't listen to that nigga talking hot because he bluffing
He know if he talking shit I'm up in sticks right up in public
Told that nigga stop that talking in the alley we can run it
Niggas stressing over hoes looking goofy that shit funny
Cartier's with the pointers got my fucking nose runny
Take your bitch back to the crib she get to bouncing like a bunny
Instead of chasing that lil hoe you need to start chasing that money
Niggas broke as hell they talking shit but they sweeter then honey
He know if he talking shit I'm up in sticks right up in public
Told that nigga stop that talking in the alley we can run it
Niggas stressing over hoes looking goofy that shit funny
Cartier's with the pointers got my fucking nose runny
Take your bitch back to the crib she get to bouncing like a bunny
Instead of chasing that lil hoe you need to start chasing that money
Niggas broke as hell they talking shit but they sweeter then honey
I know these bitches wanna taste but that shit fake they do not love me
I could never be these niggas walking out the house bumpy
Use your brain telling niggas shit you did bitch you a dummy
Fuck that talking I'll stomp you where you laying if you lucky
Got my brother by my side he load that AK like a Russian
If you speaking on the net keep talking shit and I'ma bust you
This gen 5 glock bout loud as shit it sound like it's percussion
Call my phone without that check and I'm not giving you discussion
Boy this .762 gon' give you more than a concussion
We wake up ready for violence bitch I'm up to cause destruction
If you trying to touch these diamonds you gon' suffer repercussion
You know my fucking name I do not need an introduction
Tell my nigga grab that glock hop in that car lil bitch we hunting
Catch him loafing pop the trunk and make his heart stop fucking thumping
I always put that shit on when I'm headed to a function
Your bitch texting my phone and yet you still don't got assumptions
Every time I'm in the booth you know I kill the fucking beat
Fuck her once block her IG on her number press delete
Need to cop another pair I want Diors up on my feet
Bitch I spend a bag for fun I guarantee I got receipts
My favorite words to see at Saks is transaction complete
He got some Carti's but no whip, he out here hopping back seats
They love the way I talk that shit like I'm a fucking priest
Got my money and my brother's stayed down it's time to feast
I ain't listen to that nigga talking hot because he bluffing
He know if he talking shit I'm up in sticks right up in public
Told that nigga stop that talking in the alley we can run it
Niggas stressing over hoes looking goofy that shit funny
Cartier's with the pointers got my fucking nose runny
Take your bitch back to the crib she get to bouncing like a bunny
Instead of chasing that lil hoe you need to start chasing that money
Niggas broke as hell they talking shit but they sweeter then honey
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Writer(s): Amari Cason
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