RIM
Yo! Yo! Yo! Hold on, hold on, wait, hold on--
If one more of you headless honchos motherf- ask for some pictures
Bitch don't ask for shit you can't fucking give
Breaking married nigga's necks, they neglecting they three kids
Lil' Pookie finna tumble off the porch and bust his lip
Pink bimbo when I step, Patrick with the pickle lid
Fairly odd, wouldn't change it if I had one wish
Said he wanna play reckless with a modern day beatnik
Told him tootsie's at the center, break it open with some licks
Damn! Now he bouncing off the rim
Tongue like a trackie, running laps around the gym
Cane sugar pussy, stupid sticky on his lips
I'mma bake him up a tasty in my easy bake oven
Tough cookie, whole milk
Know a bitch could never skim
Thermometer be burning, mama birthed a perfect ten
Big brainiac bitch so he call me little Jim
Real classy when I step, make him work for this win
Double dutch, kick him out, but he jumping back in
Butch dolly in the streets like a Polly Pocket Prince
Niggas never wanna court, just be tryna stick it in
Told him bitch you falling short, gave that broke nigga a lift
Double dipped, now a nigga double dribbling down his chin
Captain bougie in the club, dirty bitches can't get in
They be sabotaging on him, but he still finna win
I be running up my shit, then falling off the grid
(Damn!) 20 karat gold sit atop his collarbone
(Goddamn!) Pings from my side hoes make him wanna check my phone
(Goddamn!) Tender piggy meat like it's falling off the bone
(Goddamn!) He know we in different states, but he can't leave me alone
Like Assata, I been making some changes
No code to my crib unless you carry the range
I'm the king in this country, make 'em eat cake for days
You ain't getting no justice, nigga do as I say
He gon' do what I say. If I say it, he pay
Here's the policy, nigga, if you planning a stay
Better keep a breath mint if you rolling them blacks
I'm a slick hoodie thief, I ain't giving that back
I be packing the bowl, when he loading the strap
Two peas in a pod and we kosher like that
Bitches stuck in one place, we all over the map
He be arching it forward, I be bending it back like
Damn! Now he bouncing off the rim
Tongue muscle down like it's lifting in the gym
Big banging bitch so he call me Parson, Jim
Pulling out his dinner in my miniature apron
Tough cookie, whole milk
Know a bitch can never skim
No surgery needed, mama birthed a perfect ten
Big brainiac bitch so he call me little Jim
Real classy when I step, make him work for this win
Feeling like Lebron way I'm dunking on hoes
Feet busting out my max's 'cause I stood ten toes, OK
Peep the sheet music, mad lyrics and flows
Supersonic on a quickie, make him eat it and go
He be banging on my bongos when he try'na turn me on
Said he want my hand in marriage so I'm mowing down the lawn
Fuck around and start a family way this nigga put it on
Just be running when he coming like I'm Lucy in his home
(Damn!) 20 karat gold sit atop his collarbone
(Goddamn!) Pings from my side hoes make him wanna check my phone
(Goddamn!) Tender piggy meat like it's falling off the bone
(Goddamn!) He know we in different states, but he can't leave me alone
If one more of you headless honchos motherf- ask for some pictures
Bitch don't ask for shit you can't fucking give
Breaking married nigga's necks, they neglecting they three kids
Lil' Pookie finna tumble off the porch and bust his lip
Pink bimbo when I step, Patrick with the pickle lid
Fairly odd, wouldn't change it if I had one wish
Said he wanna play reckless with a modern day beatnik
Told him tootsie's at the center, break it open with some licks
Damn! Now he bouncing off the rim
Tongue like a trackie, running laps around the gym
Cane sugar pussy, stupid sticky on his lips
I'mma bake him up a tasty in my easy bake oven
Tough cookie, whole milk
Know a bitch could never skim
Thermometer be burning, mama birthed a perfect ten
Big brainiac bitch so he call me little Jim
Real classy when I step, make him work for this win
Double dutch, kick him out, but he jumping back in
Butch dolly in the streets like a Polly Pocket Prince
Niggas never wanna court, just be tryna stick it in
Told him bitch you falling short, gave that broke nigga a lift
Double dipped, now a nigga double dribbling down his chin
Captain bougie in the club, dirty bitches can't get in
They be sabotaging on him, but he still finna win
I be running up my shit, then falling off the grid
(Damn!) 20 karat gold sit atop his collarbone
(Goddamn!) Pings from my side hoes make him wanna check my phone
(Goddamn!) Tender piggy meat like it's falling off the bone
(Goddamn!) He know we in different states, but he can't leave me alone
Like Assata, I been making some changes
No code to my crib unless you carry the range
I'm the king in this country, make 'em eat cake for days
You ain't getting no justice, nigga do as I say
He gon' do what I say. If I say it, he pay
Here's the policy, nigga, if you planning a stay
Better keep a breath mint if you rolling them blacks
I'm a slick hoodie thief, I ain't giving that back
I be packing the bowl, when he loading the strap
Two peas in a pod and we kosher like that
Bitches stuck in one place, we all over the map
He be arching it forward, I be bending it back like
Damn! Now he bouncing off the rim
Tongue muscle down like it's lifting in the gym
Big banging bitch so he call me Parson, Jim
Pulling out his dinner in my miniature apron
Tough cookie, whole milk
Know a bitch can never skim
No surgery needed, mama birthed a perfect ten
Big brainiac bitch so he call me little Jim
Real classy when I step, make him work for this win
Feeling like Lebron way I'm dunking on hoes
Feet busting out my max's 'cause I stood ten toes, OK
Peep the sheet music, mad lyrics and flows
Supersonic on a quickie, make him eat it and go
He be banging on my bongos when he try'na turn me on
Said he want my hand in marriage so I'm mowing down the lawn
Fuck around and start a family way this nigga put it on
Just be running when he coming like I'm Lucy in his home
(Damn!) 20 karat gold sit atop his collarbone
(Goddamn!) Pings from my side hoes make him wanna check my phone
(Goddamn!) Tender piggy meat like it's falling off the bone
(Goddamn!) He know we in different states, but he can't leave me alone
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Writer(s): Ryan Williams
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