Muthafucka, that’s yo bitch so stop lying bout it

I’m not bout to give you pussy, stop crying bout it

Tired of you niggas … so I’m sighing bout it

Stop playing round with powder, got you high and rowdy

You ain’t winning like I’m winning, ain’t no way around it

I be grinning when we spinning, hit and spray around em

Ain’t in no pictures with his chiren, rich men? he gay around em

Why he keep lying on his dick? He know it ain’t astounding

Came with a stick but can he work it?

That’s for guns and dick

And he be moving with some money

Is he a walking lick?

I like my niggas known to pull up

Like they Tom from Nick

Man my lil circle like a fruit loop

Getting hard to pick

I’ll smack a bitch in front of her son

She get to talking

Ho, I ain’t know that was yo nigga so keep walking

Had his head under my skirt like he some stockings

Don’t make me roll down with the tech like Stephen Hawkins

I’m only kidding this for boys I don’t shoot babes

Tag in my homies, I’m too cute I don’t do fades

I’ll put these arms all on his head, but don’t do braids

Caught in a lie he turning red, I know the face

Muthafucka, that’s yo bitch so stop lying bout it

I’m not bout to give you pussy, stop crying bout it

Tired of you niggas … so I’m sighing bout it

Stop playing round with powder, got you high and rowdy

You ain’t winning like I’m winning, ain’t no way around it

I be grinning when we splitting, hit and spray around em

Ain’t in no pictures with his chiren, rich men? he gay around em

Why he keep lying on his dick? He know it ain’t astounding

He seen the the bill and did a squint

He seeing clearly though

He in his feelings bout a lyric

Just more material

I let him go cause he won’t pop

In that scenario

A Pokémon I did a drop

Cause he a scary ho’

I might just push his wig back before he lose his hair

I never sleep, I stay on watch ‘cause niggas moving weird

See I’m the one, not even two, I think he sick it’s clear

I had to wrestle with my cool, and put a stake in fear

I shoot the gun and let em swim

Yea Go Michael Phelps!

He think I lose, then he gone win

Welp, we’ll never tell

Go call Gaston, bitch I’m a beast

And the Nina Belle

Think I’m a joke? yup, when I speak

Then go meet CHAPELle

Muthafucka, that’s yo bitch so stop lying bout it

I’m not bout to give you pussy, stop crying bout it

Tired of you niggas … so I’m sighing bout it

Stop playing round with powder, got you high and rowdy

You ain’t winning like I’m winning, ain’t no way around it

I be grinning when we splitting, hit and spray around em

Ain’t in no pictures with his chiren, rich men? he gay around em

Why he keep lying on his dick? He know it ain’t astounding