[Intro]

Need a bitch who ass is fat

Fuck two hoes, Sam & Cat

I got a drum mag on the dash

If you fallin', stand up, fag

You want no fight, I understand, that's facts

But you want smoke, let's meet up at Saks

You ain't gonna stop me from gettin' that bag

I just don't care that you thinkin' I'm-

GlumBoy

You DM'ed first, pussy

[Chorus]

I ain't pull up, you entitled

Imma jugg your fucking shit, that's on the Bible

Yuh, and that bitch was suicidal

I don't want a fuckin' thot, I waste my time, ho

Yuh, yuh, you want a rival

You ain't say shit, now you wanna fuckin' fight, bro

Yuh, yuh, you fuckin' bias

All my bitches say you hit my fuckin' line and...

[Verse]

You DM'ed first, but expect me to be nice, bitch

You say you gon' do shit, but you fuckin' lyin'

We can do this without tryin'

You want smoke before I'm talkin' 'bout a Bizon

You know, stop tryna be turnt, bitch

I think she mad, she ain't never gonna pipe, bitch, yuh

(Prove me wrong)

Aim down the sights, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

Need a bitch who ass is fat

Fuck two hoes, Sam & Cat

I got a drum mag on the dash

If you fallin', stand up, fag

You want no fight, I understand, that's facts

But you want smoke, let's meet up at Saks

You ain't gonna stop me from gettin' that bag

I just don't care that you thinkin' I'm tra-

(Fuck two hoes, Sam & Cat)

(Fuck two hoes, Sam & Cat)

[Chorus]

I ain't pull up, you entitled

Imma jugg your fucking shit, that's on the Bible

And that bitch was suicidal

I don't want a fuckin' thot, I waste my time, ho

Yuh, yuh, you want a rival

You ain't say shit, now you wanna fuckin' fight, bro

Yuh, yuh

[Outro]

Need a bitch who ass is fat

Fuck two hoes, Sam & Cat

I got a drum mag on the dash

If you fallin', stand up, fag

You want no fight, I understand, that's facts

But you want smoke, let's meet up at Saks

You ain't gonna stop me from gettin' that bag

I just don't care that you thinkin' I'm tra-