[Intro]

Glitzzy what you cookin' up?

(Cookin' up dope, meet dog)

(Ahaha)

(They got realer last year)

(On my passionate)

(Ahaha)

(Jay Loud bitch)

[Verse 1]

Shawty- Shawty like answer yo phone I’m up at the telly

She want want the dick in her belly (In her belly)

I’m like I’ll answer my phone whenever I’m ready

Right now I’m keeping shit steady (Keepin' shit steady)

She say she don’t like the way that I flex (Flex)

Lil bitch you lucky yo ass not my ex (Not my ex)

I’ll do some shit, make you cry; make you stress (Make you stressed)

Fuck hoes on video and send to my ex (My ex)

Bet you don’t wanna be apart of that mess (Nah nah nah)

I’ll drop a bitch and then stack me a check

Niggas be mad 'cause they heard I’m up next (Awe yhea)

Real butt-hurt 'cause I fucked on they ex (On gang)

I ain't give a fuck, I was waiting like next *Ugh*

Didn't even fuck, I only got the neck

Got lost in a bubble trying to get a check (I did)

Hit him with the double hollows out the tech

[Chorus]

Bitch we finna slide, it ain’t no getting away (Awayyy) 'cause my niggas killing this time

Bitch we finna ride (Ride)

We coming through with the K (Yhea, yhea)

We knocking the brains out yo mind (Gang)

Don’t give a fuck 'bout a nigga that's throwing the shade

We knocking the bones out yo spine (Wayyy bitch, bitch)

Yall niggas be actin like I’m finna give 'em some money

Bitch you ain’t getting a dime

Bitch we finna slide, it ain’t no getting away (Nah, nah) 'cause my niggas killing this time

Bitch we finna ride (Ride)

We coming through with the K (Yhea, yhea)

We knocking the brains out yo mind (Gang)

Don’t give a fuck 'bout a nigga that's throwing the shade

We knocking the bones out yo spine (Wayyy) (Bitch)

Yall niggas be actin like I’m finna give 'em some money

Bitch you ain’t getting a dime

[Verse 2]

And I don’t give a fuck 'bout the shit that you rapping nigga (I don't)

I'll come and smack a nigga (Bitch)

I know you put up and you trying to hide from niggas (Ayeee)

But I’m still gon' slide on niggas (I am)

And you be claiming like you really 'bout it nigga

Until I come find you nigga (I will)

I’m not no motherfucking pushover bitch *Baow*

That’s why you scared to come try me nigga (For real)

I got this shit out the motherfucking trap (Trap)

Back home ain’t no game in the Nap (Hell nah)

Niggas steady getting took off the map (Aye yuh)

Got ran out the city by law and that's facts (Facts)

Niggas be claiming they really want smoke with me (Bitch?)

Boy you a hoe to me (On gang)

My killers will blow for free

If not get you gone for cheap

You don’t want war with me (On gang)

I got this shit out the bubble (Gang)

I got in way too much trouble

Hit the block once then I double

Make the bullets and you cuddle

Or I'll beat yo ass with a shovel (For real)

I done came from the struggle

I got my foot out the puddle

I got this shit on the double

All of you rappers is funny to me, you had the rock but you fumbled

(Hah)

Had the shit and then you stumbled

Hate when y'all rap and y'all mumble

Y'all niggas ain’t trying to rumble

You don’t know nothing 'bout no hustle (Nah)

You ain’t came up out the jungle (Nah)

I left the village like mumble

Only look up to my momma (For real)

And I look up to my fam (I did)

Talking that shit, imma *blam* *Blam*

Cook his ass up like some ham (Ham)

Then go roll a spliff with some grams *Bang*