[Intro] Let me find out you see me callin you I ain't finna keep blowin up yo phone Like I'm one these thirsty a** b**hes You got me f**ed up I don't kiss no a** b**h my IG lit I can f** any n***a I want though Forreal You act like I'm tryna be yo b**h or sum I just want atleast a lil respect I know you ain't no where there wit yo ugly a** friends And them dirty a** Dick doing hoes off Instagram Keep playin wit me Ima send them n***as to yo crib b**h now call my phone right now ! [Verse 1] f** on yo b**h kick ha out on ha a** Cts v man that b**h like a bullet You pull up I'm leavin yo a** 30 round clip we ain't beatin yo a** Buss on ha lip now b**h go bout yo business, every minute I run up that spinach I'm up in the A I just left outta Lenox fly to LA put my dick in some b**hes Jog to the bank everyday hella fitness Ask the tellers them b**hes is witness Might f** a b**h but don't tell her my business She set me up wet that b**h like the fishes 650 just me and beretta you tweak and then hollows a leak out yo blatter Hop innat coupe and I'm smoking yo Jetta Hit her 2 times drop her off where I met her [Verse 2] I'm ballin so stupid Took hella racks out the bank and I blew it Took that new coupe off the lot then I flew it Empty the clip out the Uzi then threw it Aye got that drink in my fluid run in yo trap and make hella confusion Hundred round clips we jus come in and shootin Hop in that straight and u know that I flew it aye My pockets they look like Rick Ross
You run up I'm bringing yo life to a hault That b**h give me too many calls that b**h irritatin I cut that b**h off shut that b**h off left that b**h lost Hop in that rarri and stomp that b**h off b**h wanna whine but I don't got the time f** her two times then I cut that b**h off I just spent a bag on my diamonds Hoes do whateva I say like I'm Simon I pour me a 4 den I'm flyin run it up no tony hawk I be grindin My b**h look like she come from the island She keep me straight cause a n***a be wildin n***as so tuff it be havin me dyin Marco he all in the cut like he spying [Verse 3] Bullets be flying bodies be flying up in red diamond t Hem hundreds be flying b**hes be going and b**hes be lying n***as be cuffin em I don't be trying I just be f**in em then I be duckin em Me trust a b**h n***a you lyin Honcho gang b**h we be running through racks f**ing it up get it back everytime [Verse 4] n***a run in here it ain't one of those Mac 10s FNs it ain't on those n***a want war let a n***a kno Heat seakers go right thru a n***a fro I'm Rollin up woods all a n***a know Bring a swisher then I point yo a** to door LV my b**h stragiht frm the store LV on my belt gotta couple those Set a n***a up wit a couple hoes Den wet a n***a up like a water hose Gotta getta check then its adios b**h I got more dough than dominos Steady pouin up 4s finna overdose Steady f**in yo hoe finna Letta go 50 round clip we a let it go Then smoke dope like we ain't Neva know