Hello there good sir

Ahhh and hello to you too good sir

Ha Ha Ha

All right!

Lets give this a whirl shall we

And a one, two, three and

Niggas want smoke pull up I ain't no bitch

Glizzy pre heated get it popping like a zit (Popping like a zit)

Mans think his shit talk really gon stick

Still giving bad ass bitches good dick

I'm like damn

She look like she came goody wrapped from hallmark

Hitting first

Second base

Pussy out the ball park (Pussy out the ball park)

Driving in a bumblebee I never let the car park

Sam Witwickey still looking for the all spark

One shall stand nigga one shall fall (One shall fall)

Bullet to the chest falling harder if he tall (Tall)

Transform on these bitches like a boss

Get a cross cause I pray you don't get stitches from the sauce

I just like the shawtys with a tude and a fatty cake

Clapping like an audience in nude playing patty cake

Bitch gon turn the lights off in the room and do the baddie shake

I just told her shut the fuck up bitch and do what daddy say

I'm about to go off bitch just let me count to three (Count to three)

First I start with one then go to two then end with three

Bitch (Uh)

Niggas wannabes tryna live up to their idols

Living on their knees till they fucking suicidal (Fucking suicidal)

Try to steal my ID bitch I'll hit you with a libel

I'm a copyrighted nigga my shit written in the Bible (Written in the Bible)

Live until I'm seventy then I can get a shovel (Shovel)

Can't be too competitive I do the hustle shuffle (Woo)

I can't take a break I never do sabbaticals

I like to keep it classy drop a beat and make it classical (Make it classical)

Two carat weight drop a grip and make it double (Double)

Shawty so thick ass can jiggle like a bubble

Duffle bag big gotta hit the Fustal shuffle

Aw damn I need a synonym for duffle (Uh)

Big bag shit loaded

Didn't just blow up

Exploded

VVS on my neck like Olaf

I'm frozen

Shits noticed (Yup)

You step out of line that's noted (Bitch)

Eating pixie sticks won't help

Don't coat it (No)

You is not brodie

Please do not test me imma war machine nigga

All facts I'm Rhodey (I'm Rhodey)

Big guns

Only big guns that's toted

This graphite

Nah its lead it draw quick

All these lyrics I spit

Really have me in my shit

I never heard a nigga say I ain't even wrote it

Lil bitch I used to know had hit me on the gram

Said she missing this dick

How she ain't even rode it (Huh)

Niggas think they've heard bout all I got

Or my best

Talking bout my best

How I ain't even showed it (Ha)

Now I got the ball

All this shit is hit or miss

I already know I'm boutta make it

How I ain't even float it

That lil bitch she got demoted (Sorry)

Tell them niggas where they throw it

Nukes getting sent like shit

I'm Potus

Sitting on some hits while sitting with my bitch

I'm distracted she here smelling like some rose

Fuck it

Imma put a load in

Samsung deep wash

Throated (Mmm)

Tricks on her

Big booty bitch

Ass bloated

Pass her like test right back to my brodie

I can make a bun then give half to my brodie

I give back to my brodie's (Here)

No I'm not selfish

Show you what I can do you think a nigga fucking helpless (Bitch)

Chicken Ramen

Stop beefing niggas you Shell less

Glizzy for speakers speaking that overzealous shit

Made the money right and it's working

So I ain't selling shit (Nope)

L you caught a body let's hide him

Boy I ain't telling shit (So)

He was bout to speak so you had to just blow his melon quick

Bro let's leave the scene fore we caught up all in some felon shit (Go)

Big shots

We ain't fucking scared we take big shots

Zip lock

Tied that loose end

Got his hit box

Big thot

Dancing at the crib

She on Tik Tok

Big Glock

Shot it off too much it's in gridlock

Ha Ha Ha