I’on give a sh#t, b#tch, I do this sh#t for fun
This Glock, it hold like 30 but take one to get ’em gone
Heard you talkin’ like a b#tch, tryna copy off my songs
You do whatever you can, b#tch, I do what I want
I just ran up in yo’ crib, I hit this lick, now I’m gone
You ain’t nothing to me, n#gg#, you a p#ss#, you a chump
If you got some sh#t to say, got a hunnid in this drum
n#gg#s swear they from the Bay but I know that ain’t where you from
Shit, I might just f#ck his b#tch ’cause she know that I’m the one
n#gg# thought he was the sh#t, I took his girl now he look dumb
All that cappin’ on your IG, n#gg#, you ain’t totin’ guns
My team stay collecting racks, n#gg# go and get you some
How you walkin up in Loui V if you ain’t got no funds?
Find more lyrics at westlyrics.com
Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases
Tangosantori – Straight
Glenn Tilbrook – Through The Net
Noremac Lyrics – vendetta