[intro]

WillThaRapper nigga

Beat bully 3

I ain’t doing shit for free so nigga cut a check

Give a fuck about a vest

We aimin' at ya neck

[Verse 1]

Bitch how I dab respect

Weed in my lungs got me high as a jet

Oh that’s your dirty [?]

Pull up at the show with a iron in the vet

Throw this dick like a catcher your bitch playing fetch

When she tells you it’s no got your bitch saying yes

Send her back to your house with a stain on her dress

And my kids [?] when my neighbor return

And this game I finesse cause I'm fucking shit up

And these rap niggas skinny as african kids

Ain’t no verse for the free

Want a verse off of me I might know you

But yeah I'm still texting shit

I don’t look for no help do this this shit by myself

Never look towards a nigga or asked him for shit

And the ops that we bought [?]

I can count on the times they went back on their strip

Keep a strap on my him don’t be dumb dummy

They perp on me they’ll run from me

These bitches don’t want me they want my money

They dirty birds won’t get a crumb from me

Get the fuck honey I was never sweet

Niggas hotter than summer time legacies

Then finesse a few boys out they salaries

I don’t give a fuck a I just let em be

[Verse 2]

Niggas bluffin' over twitter tell they ass to cut it

We see they ass in public then

They try to switch the subject

We do no talking with these niggas

Fuck their beef or fussing

They see beef but nothing happen

Fuck they beef for nothing

Niggas be lurching my niggas be lurking

I swear we ain’t cut from the same cloth

You disrespect we hurt your neck

Don’t give a fuck what your chain cost

I [?] three like his brain off

Go dumb on the track nock the train off

Me losing a bitch ain’t the same laws

As me losing my cans I just lay low

Mock up a money it’s raised for

Talk about the grams in the [?]

Looks like he lurch around new niggas

He just might put his hands on your ass

Pager be checking if he catch you liking

He might put his hands on your stash

That junk out the Glock you [?] on the block

He might get that on yo ass

My dope be the strongest

My money the longest

She hooked on my dick like it’s [?]

She told me it’s bright she’s blind by the light

There’s ice on my wrist like it’s sonics

The forty go talk the F go speak

I swear that she sound like ebonics

One day he this the next day he dead

Either way I'm not responding

I told them niggas to cut it

Before I just slide on they block

Just like fuck it

Won’t do no fussing I send a hallow his way

It’s coming he better duck it

If he got shot then he nothing

Boy fucking leak he be gushing

Ambulance coming for nothing

It ain’t not need ain’t no rushing

He got his ass peeled like an onion

He shouldn’t be bluffing