[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Nah, nah, nah
Yeah, yeah
Nah, nah, nah
Yeah, nah
Woah, woah
Woah, yeah
Bee, bee
Bee, yeah
(You have no heart)
(Evvls)
[Chorus]
All my shooters tote them glicks (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ugh, evvls you so rich (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just fucking hit a lick
Niggas mad? Then suck my dick
Really pull up with that stick (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Your bitch fucking with my fit, so I put her on the list
Talking tough, hit with a limp (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I think these niggas gay, 'cause they always say my name
Start the arguments for fame (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yеah, okay, yeah, okay, yeah, okay)
[Verse]
Yeah, whitе bitch with the curly hair
Oh, she like the evil lair?
She fucking with evvls’ class, do whatever he declare
He say that he going to the top, I said, "I'll see you there"
She fuck with evvy, that nigga don′t care
I don't give a fuck, nah, I came from the slums, uh
Did it from the jump, uh, choppa got them slugs, uh
This that pack, man, what you doin'?
Choppa boutta run right through it
He say he wanna fade? Lets do it
[Chorus]
All my shooters tote them glicks (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ugh, evvls you so rich (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just fucking hit a lick
Niggas mad? Then suck my dick
Really pull up with that stick (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Your bitch fucking with my fit, so I put her on the list
Talking tough, hit with a limp (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I think these niggas gay, 'cause they always say my name
Start the arguments for fame (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)