[Intro]

(Hey, blade)

Bitch, I'm feeling like the-

Bitch, I'm feeling like the-

Bitch, I'm feeling like the-

[Verse]

Bitch, I'm feeling like the boss

And I got my gang with me, she gon' suck all on my balls

Give me head while I'm standing up, damn I'm boutta fall

Bitch, give me the ball, ballin' like John Wall

Take the bitch shopping, now she giving me a haul

That ain't yo bitch, she be flirting in the halls

I'd be damned if my bitch was ever flirtin' in the halls

Bitch, I'm really workin', choppa get to twerking

Oh, he talkin crazy, put him in the dirt then

They done let the birds in, they done let the-

They done let the birds in, they done let the-

They done let the birds in, they done let the-

Balenciaga on me, man this shit look like a curtain

I got choppas on me, but I do not want to hurt him

Momma said stop cursing, she don't know I'm working

Fuck, I'm a grown man

Put my headphones on, turn on the mic, I'm finna go ham

Fuck, like a sandwich finna go ham

Bitch, that shit look like some ham, sorry no ma'am

Send me your SSN, I swear, this is no scam