I said niggas ain’t takin me serious

It’s all good tho

No hook

Look, look, look.....

(Verse 1)

I chase it by myself nigga I ain’t lonely

Yo bitch don’t smoke but she tryna blow me

Niggas scared? Go to church boy get holy

Ballin hard erryday nigga u kno me

Choppa hit his mamma bitch i call it Mother’s Day

Father’s Day tmr hope bitch I beat da case

Wear dat mask no face nigga no case

Guns in the trunk like the speaker base

Running up a check

Yo bitch she steady giving neck

Heat check

Nigga I’m the best

Fucking wit the rest

U bitch niggas talkin less n less

Choppa hit his vest

Aim for the head nigga or aim for the chest

Ima boss lil nigga like I’m rick ross

Shoot a nigga up leave him hanging like he on the cross

Ima winner What u thought I’m a fucking lost

All these niggas in they feelings damn they so fucking soft

Red red and blue, errybody askin what I did to you (bitch)

And nigga u ain’t wit it too, I got the 100 dolla bills and they blue (bitch)

So icy that I caught the flu, claim u a crip but you don’t rock no blue (bitch)

Fucked yo sista nigga what you do, she said she was scared nigga you are to

I’m getting mo head then a fucking

Comb, running thru this check when I’m done ima head home

Yo hoe keep callin she won’t leave me lone can u get yo btc she keep blowing up my fucking phone

Past man, right there that’s different song, got this nigga crying cuz his girl sucking on my long

Nigga I ain’t playing yo btc - she hit my phone, asking me can she ride dis dick all night long