I'm gonna go on a wild attack

You’re in my way don't blame me when I snap

I'm good at hitting your bitch from the back

Get out my dms and get back on track

I’m not concerned bout a good word of mouth

Long as i'm the motherfucker they talkin bout

I see that you're in a drought

Man I'm not getting you out

Lookin' for a different route

They only hear when I shout

Man i'm not here for the clout

Tryna bring up the account

Tryna bring up the amount

I can see all of your doubts

Coming soon you'll see em vouch

Hands waving in the crowd

Four Doors playin' loud

Throwing flowers while I bow

Sitting home mama proud

Never enough, I need more

Wait till I blow this C4

Rocking the world to it’s core

Turning an innocent girl to a whore

Too much truth every time that I pour

Stare every time that I step on the floor

Man I am leaving for sure

Don’t even try and her pussy is sore

If I see her ex on my tour

Ima go and turn it into a war

I never seen him before

But if i have to im leaving some gore

Then maybe leave me some more

He started running as soon as I walked in the door

Never let the grind turn into a chore

Ima only do what I can adore

Deep in that pussy I'm making her roar