[Intro]

(Okay)

[Verse]

I feel just like the Inspector, whippin' out a gadget

Baby, I'm a star, I kinda feel like Patrick (Star)

Niggas tellin' stories, it ain't even accurate

I'ma stack my money 'til it's taller than Hagrid

5'8" but they gon' treat me like I'm 6'6"

When we done, I'm like a teacher, she get dismissed (Bye)

If we catch him in the field, it's a hit stick (Boom)

What do you got on? That is not drip (What the fuck?)

Flyer than a pilot in a cockpit (Fly)

Why the fuck you cuff her? She is not shit (Why?)

Heard you had the rock but you got ripped (Damn)

Go ahead and shoot your shot, she gon' block it (Fuck on)

What you bringin' to the table? I can cater

You ain't doin' somеthin' right if you ain't got a hater

Always on some shit but you ain't nevеr on no paper

I just need a bitch that hold me down, be my anchor

I like my money blue, I'm chasin' Sonic (Come here)

You talkin' big money but ain't got it (Lame)

Sick you left the heat go and dry jects

Six hundred dollar shirt, this some different fabric

Always with my dog, I feel like Shaggy

Get her what she want like her daddy (Okay)

Can't believe she ugly with a fatty (Damn)

Diamonds yellow, it look like a taxi

I'm not finna fight, not finna rumble with you (Bitch)

Boy, you broke as hell and can't nobody fix you

Damn, bae, you really colder in an igloo

You should come and be my lil' popsicle

She a lil' freak but she act mean (She a freak)

Hatin' on a nigga is not my thing (It's not)

Catch me on the green like a topping

All you do is talk, you like Mike Breen

You know who you say you are, I see the bitch in you (I see it)

Freak bitch play with balls, look at how she dribble (Damn, okay)

Chop holdin' Joe Swansons, I'ma leave him crippled

You get money and spend it, I'm tryna make mines tripple

Tryna make a triple double, Oscar Robertson

Listen to that nigga Dee, you can learn a lot from him (No cap)

I've been fightin' demons like the Conjuring

When I got behind, she threw it back and got to hollerin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Hollerin' like she done caught the Holy Ghost (Fuck)

Unky on the block, he workin' from the post

You can't ride this wave, go get another boat

Freak bitch want me to record her just like a show (Okay)

I've been ballin' for a minute, check my highlights

Triple-S's on my toes, these is not Mikes

Baby scared she gon' get left so she gon' act right

I'm either talkin' shit or just my life

All you do is bark, you do not bite (Lame)

Go and catch these slugs, I do not fight (Grrah)

We ain't gotta talk 'cause it's on sight

My bitch got a strap but she ain't no dyke (She not)

[Outro]

She ain't no dyke

You know it's on sight

Yeah

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