Hook: X2

I could neva discuss on the internet

Leave a nigga behind know he been a rat

I got bitches who wit it we get em wacked

We dont leave it behind put em on the map

Blow that shit at ya head make u sneeze

Put my foot to ya head if u need

I got foreigns lil nigga my bitch japenese

She ah grip on my dick she gon squeeze

Verse 1:

(yeaa)

Im in a mulsanne yea

And im having mood swings

Nut on her shirt thats a new stain

My wrist leakin out gotta new sink

Can't play no games

Lil nigga try to rob my chain

Hop ina coupe swervin lanes

Can't fuck wit these niggas they lames

Im runnin da game

Gotta new bitch she screamin my name

And i gotta new chain (yea)

Ima hop ina mulsanne yea

Run da track like im usain

Runnin for pres like im husain (yea)

And i gotta new chain swangin

Im just tying the noose they hanging

Im on the news move famous

Bust it down on my wrist blue facing

I gotta new bitch, im on

Swervin da new aventador

1-800 rent a whore

Louboutin christian dior

All of my niggas need more

Shooting my shot like a rocket

Know that you niggas can't stop it

Be w/ the plugs like a socket

Hop ona stage ima rock it

Paparazzi kno they flockin

Lets get it on get it poppin (scemi!, yea)

Hook: X2

I could neva discuss on the internet

Leave a nigga behind know he been a rat

I got bitches who wit it we get em wacked

We dont leave it behind put em on the map

Blow that shit at ya head make u sneeze

Put my foot to ya head if u need

I got foreigns lil nigga my bitch japenese

She ah grip on my dick she gon squeeze

(What happened?, Fuck it,)

Verse 2:

I keep a stick in my jeans

Aim at ya brain finna eat

Leavin a hole in his knee

Stretchin his bitch in between

Make sure my bruddas could eat

Leave a bitch feelin broken

Kick the door i ain't leavin a notice

Man you niggas is bogus

Keep a stretcher we fixing his motive

I was never the type to negotiate

Leave a nigga real lazy he need a name

Pop his ass like a perk he gon float away

Put a cast on my wrist its gon freeze away

Say we gon meet at the top

We gon press on his chest he gon flock

I’m the goat but my game got no flop

Wet they ass when it rain bodies drop

Bodies gon drop dont asphyxiate

Leave a stain on shirt he gon wash away

Really been that lil nigga they kno da name

Scemi shoes, berry shirt for another day (uh uh)

Come and eat

Grab a plate put the fork in the beef (yea, yea, yea)

Hook: X2

I could neva discuss on the internet

Leave a nigga behind know he been a rat

I got bitches who wit it we get em wacked

We dont leave it behind put em on the map

Blow that shit at ya head make u sneeze

Put my foot to ya head if u need

I got foreigns lil nigga my bitch japenese

She ah grip on my dick she gon squeeze