They survive that spinnin’ then they must be godly
Know a n#gg# pull up and serve them percs hoppin’ off a Harley
Got a hot foot, steppin’ on sh#t light Q’s
I ain’t pourin’ no single lines, it’s threes and twos
You n#gg#s got fully suited to pull up and lose
(Laudiano)
This b#tch got fully booted, and said f#ck all her boos
Pull up on me now, I need sloppy toppy
I only speak on what I know, and baby I’m not that cocky
Bruh she focused on her bills, or like she [?]
The new coupe, the car sit low like it was a monte
A lot these these instagram hoes look just like aunties
She gon’ sip the Hendog and be happy thottin’
I’ma pull up on the opps, ’cause I know they plottin’
Baby asked me for some boot, I got Doc Martens
I’m on a different timing
My b#tches like molly and coke, they be rock climbin’
We don’t never leave the house without handy appliance
Richer than all my opps so they made an alliance
Messed around and got richer than all my idols
Putting safes in sleeper holds like I’m Roddy Piper
Cashed my money in the bank, then won all my titles
Yeah I’m happy with my girl but I want Blac Chyna
Stepping in a new dorm shaking hands with rivals
Heading to that blue wall, ’cause you have to fight him
(Laudiano)
Have the burner ’cause I heard that his jab was nicer
Smith & Wesson, four five, for a forty niner
I’m a known home wrecker, like Jerry Springer
She told me that her name was Kia but here’s the stinger
I had her squirting on the bed with my middle fingers
I hope you really don’t believe that I want Blac Chyna
Murder weapons in Bikini Bottom, you not gon’ find ’em
I’m finna ask you where you from and don’t be lyin’
I’m not the biggest one in here, but I tote a giant
New additions to the others, lets go divide ’em
When I take the Smith & off my hip you should go inside
You pulled up without your burner, you chose to die
You could be bouncin’ out the car but you chose to drive
Rolls Royces, Maybachs, I am not drivin’
Thirty floors in the air, I am not hidin’
On the patio off drugs, start to skydiving
She said the boat was real, guess [?] was lyin’
Mans be hangin’ with the opps, he is not ridin’
They inside full time, so they is not dyin’
I’m not the one to be afraid if my [?] behind me
(Laudiano)
Chainsaws and Kel-Tecs, uppin’ Mary J Bligein’
Shit, I mean Lil Kimin’
Dodgin’ millimeter bullets bigger than Jesica Simpson
b#tches givin’ big head, like her chin crimson
Behind her, two midgets, but her face, looks like a Gremlin
n#gg#s really not rappers, they just ramblin’
Buy the b#tch some new t#tt#es, upgrade her fixtures
Still beat up her son dad, n#gg# I’m the mister
I done been block to block in crocs and socks
Bounce in the whip, c#ck the Glock, then drop the top
It’s gonna be a long day if you watch the clock
You can either put your hands down, or box the chop
Um, is he getting put on at the park or not?
Come on are you really put on? Lets just stop the cap
Are you gonna get on when they start to clap?
When it falls down, you will see how they start to act
Make sure you recognize the difference from love and hate
When it gets ugly with the johnnies, go jump the gate
Told her I have my phone off for a couple days
f#ck do you mean to ask me a double date
Oh no don’t take your pants off, I just want the face
She said she’s [?], can’t even wait
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