Released on December 13, 2019

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[Intro]

Yeah that’s it right there

That’s it right there

I arrived


[Verse 1]

Look, I’m in the back what’s poppin'

Yo bitch wit me in a Bently topless

I just wanna get the head then bounce

And I ain’t never finna cuff a thot bitch

I gotta tend to Benjis

I got on polo, my belt say Fendi

Don’t fuck with popo, I hate the Fedsies

Shoot out the 44 until it’s empty

Nigga the fuck you talking?

Niggas be still on the train and walking

I just hop right in a Wraith, I park it

Nigga I spit like I’m Stephen Hawking

Nigga the stick is lit, I keep it right on my hip

Let’s hope I don’t shoot the shit

I cruise the whip

My bloodys, they bruise the whip

You know how we do this shit


[Chorus]

Niggas acting like the police, Do not fuck with them

Bitch niggas snitch niggas, Do not fuck with them

Tell em niggas hating on me, Bitch I got a drum for them

Middle finger op niggas, Bitch I got a couple them


[Verse 2]

Haha, I wanted Bape so I flew to japan, yeah

She wanna fuck me but she gotta man, yeah

Niggas they hate me, I pull up a van, uh

Chop off safety, we shoot up his fam

I’m in a Range Rover, cool like a fan be

Yesterday I just flew to Miami

On the beach I be getting a tan, G

I remember I used to sell Grammys

Got the trap jumping out like Jumanji

Dame lo culo, I’m papi

Como se llama, lil mami?

Sorry you gotta remind me, I won’t remember yo' name till I’m faded

I’ll prolly keep her my side piece

Only cus she wanna fuck to be famous

In for a hell of a ride

My journey don’t end till I really made it

I’ll let my god decide

When I’m finna die, don’t plot on my name bitch

New bitch is smart she from Cambridge

That’s England, if you didn’t know

She gave me brain on arrival, yeah, look

I don’t have time for no rivals, yeah

(No I do not fuck with them)


[Chorus]

Niggas acting like the police, bro we do not fuck with them

Bitch niggas snitch niggas, do not fuck with them

Tell em niggas hating on me, bitch I got a drum for them

Middle finger op niggas, bitch I got a couple them


[Verse 3]

Look, I’m in the back what’s poppin

Yo bitch wit me in a Bently topless

I just wanna get the head then bounce

I ain’t never finna cuff a thot bitch

I gotta tend to Benjis

I got on polo, my belt say fendi

Don’t fuck with popo, I hate the Fedsies

Shoot out the 44 until it’s empty

Nigga the fuck you talking?

Niggas be still on the train and walking

I just hop right in a Wraith I park it

Nigga I spit like I’m Stephen Hawking

Nigga the stick is lit, I keep it right on my hip

Let’s hope I don’t shoot the shit

I cruise the whip

My bloodys, they bruise the whip

You know how we do this shit


[Chorus]

Niggas acting like the police, do not fuck with them

Bitch niggas, snitch niggas, do not fuck with them

Tell them niggas hating on me, bitch I got a drum for them

Middle finger op niggas, bitch I got a couple them


[Outro]

Haha, I wanted Bape so I flew to Japan, yeah

She wanna fuck me but she gotta man , yeah

Niggas they hate me I pull up a van uhh

Chop off safety we shoot up his fam, haha