[Intro]

Avoiding hate, ain't as easy as it sounds, you know, it's

[Chorus]

Now that I see, I did for you, but you ain't do for me

I was just fucked up bout myself, but you already know that's how life be

And I'm tryna get as high I can be

I sip me some Wokky, and then go to sleep

I left that bitch, 'cause she for the streets

That pussy boy don't want no beef, know he not tryna get down

[Verse]

No, we not playing around

5.56 gon' hit that boy down

And I just knew that bitch a snake, 'cause, she stay up to something

You run up on gang, you run up on me, we just gon' hit at yo muffin

And I keep Glock up in my pants, like a Kangaroo pouch

And I'm tryna run that bread up, tryna get a bigger amount

Now she wanna come back 'cause I got clout

Oh that's your bih? I put dick in her mouth

Remember them days I was going insane?

Took me a Perky, fill up my brain

Walk with a stick, I ain't talking no cane

He ain't got no bread, that shit is a shame

Niggas be hating, like, what's that about?

I flew to LA, came back to the south

You wasting your shit, you just running yo' mouth

We shooting at you like this bitch Call of Duty

She passed around, that bitch is a groupie

Me and my niggas tryna slide like Toosii

I need my bitch to have a big booty

Some days be good, some days be bad

My life getting better, and, I'm feeling glad

Stay broke in the crib, that's why you be sad

She calling my phone, now she talking bout the past

Damn, bitch don't lie to me, don't tell me tales

I stay with my brother, like, Sonic and Tails

My cousin was locked up, he ain't have bail

I get to the green, spinach, kale

Not tryna be stuck, I'm tryna prevail

Wake up out my bed, I'm thinking 'bout different ways to run this shit up

Bitch ass nigga, I ain't liking yo tone

Talking that shit, get to breaking yo bones

I ain't have nobody, I was alone

Baby come here 'cause you bad to the bone

If it ain't 'bout money, get the fuck off my phone

I'ma do that crime myself, fuck boy, I'm giving out belt

That Lazer on me, I melt

Down bad, you ain't know how I felt

Catch a opp nigga screaming for help

Choppa on me, that bitch sing like Whitney

You against me, or you with me?

And my pockets filled with hella fifties

I'ma take off, in a Jiffy

Off a Perc, I walk like Nicki

It's a club house, no Mickey

Super geeked, I'ma get dizzy

Freak bitch gripping on my pants

Up the Glock, make a nigga dance

Seen a big booty goddamn, against me he ain't got a chance

[Chorus]

Now that I see, I did for you, but you ain't do for me

I was just fucked up bout myself, but you already know that's how life be

And I'm tryna get as high I can be

I sip me some Wocky, and then go to sleep

I left that bitch, 'cause she for the streets

That pussy boy don't want no beef, know he not tryna get down

[Outro]

What all I can I say to piss everybody off?