Been doing my thing and these n#gg#s been flockin
Blowing me up cuz they lookin they watchin
Don’t hang with no ho cuz these hoes dont be silent
He say that he like when i dye my hair violet
I’m stackin my paper, i’m chillin, i’m baby
He think i’m cool, but sh#t really i’m crazy
I called him again, and he don’t even pick up
He got two seconds before its a stick up
I walk in the party they playin my music
Don’t play me for p#ssies, so there ain’t confusion
I know that he drunk as a skunk
And he just wanna f#ck
And to him, i look like an illusion
Now that i’m rappin and now that i’m poppin
They hit me up, but they trippin, they boppin
He keep a k and a rack in his pocket
They runnin they mouth but guess who be the topic?
Me
I just be doin my thing, i don’t bang
But i hang with them b#tches who keep me intact
I gotta n#gg#, he still kinda new
If he start acting up, then i’m bringin him back
I play it cool, i dont tell what i do
So i move when i move on the regular, ayy
I let it slide before blackin her eye
But ain’t really thinkin i’m scared of her, b#tch
Get to the back of the line
Hop on his face and he eat from behind
b#tches be pickin they battles
When sh#t be a hassle
They pull up with friends and 9, ayy
I do this sh#t for my momma
I told her, i promised i get her a benz
Then got me an audi, new body, i’m all in the lobby
I’m pickin up all of my friends
I know that i’m pretty
But sh#t could get ratchet
You want it, you get it, just pull up and find me
I be in atlanta and i be in dallas
But n#gg#s in dallas been beggin to sign me
I do what i do but i smoke and forget so if i don’t remember
Just call and remind me
I said it before but i’ll say it again
To the b#tches who copy you must get behind me
Sit up when i’m talkin, ain’t taking no sh#t
Red bottom walkin, i’m taking your b#tch
I don’t like b#tches who sneak on the low
And be trippin and sh#t when they takin your pic
Roll up the tree, i’ma run up the pressure
Come for the g, but he givin me extra
He said that i’m cute and he said that i’m special
I be the b#tch that he like on that level
Why they be leeching like i’m not goin-a notice
f#ck all the people who fake, and i’m focused
Ain’t askin for nothin, don’t do me no favor
Stunt on me now and be mad at me later
I’m just getting started but rap like i been it
Know we can’t f#ck if you c#m in three minutes
I’m passin you up and i’m close to the finish
They f#ck with my music
I love when they spendin!
Leave me alone, i don’t wanna chill
Don’t want no blunt and i don’t want no pill
Gimme yo neck and then gimme your check
And maybe tomorrow i call you for real
Been doing my thing and these b#tches been geekin
No we can’t kick it, or hang out this weekend
These b#tches don’t like me
And say they gon- fight me, but be in my dm
Hoe! give me a reason, stupid!
Who do you think that you playin?
Yeah i’m gon- come but just know that you payin
Ain’t takin no picture, don’t know that i’m wit cha
And if i come over, don’t ask if i’m staying, b#tch
Ridin around and cruisin
Threat to you b#tches, i’m knockin and boozin
He think he f#ckin tonight, but he foolish
I’m dippin that ten, but for now i’m gon- cool it
I just be talkin and it turn into lyrics
Callin your ho cuz i don’t wanna hear it
Losing his mind before he can get near it
He flying you out, but he flying you spirit
I’m only 20, its only get better
See, when you love em, your sh#t gon- get wetter
I stay by myself, so i’m dodgin the setup
Killin you b#tches that know i won’t let up, b#tch
And i’ll always talk my motherf#ckin sh#t
b#tch
Get your own swag, get your own bag!
Ya dead!
I hate a copycattin’ #ss hoe
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