Dee, you poppin' yo' shit, nigga Rjayy, slam this, nigga Woah
My city done got wicked (Wicked), youngins thirteen with them switches (Switches) Kill yo' ass 'bout nothin' (Nothin'), they just want the recognition (Damn) I can get you whacked, I got pull like a transmission (Ooh, ooh) Might drop this shit at noon 'cause I know all my fans miss me (Let's go, let's go) Hundred K out the bank (Bank), make my pants feel a lil' different (They stiff) Fuckin' him ain't like fuckin' me (Fuckin' me), know she know the difference (I know) I'm killin' it while I'm in it (Oh), throw a Perc' back, now I'm trippin' (Oh) She missin' me while I'm gone (Gone), textin' me like, "Bae, come homе" (No)
Three cities in one week, that's a lot of hunchos on me (Hunchos) Walkin' through thе airport, they done drew threw the po-pos on me (Breeze)
Askin' me for drugs and money (Money), fuck I look like, Bugs the bunny? 'Cause I got these carats on me, rings, but I ain't married, homie (Married, homie) Hard to speak up when I'm geeked up, drank done snuck up on me (Snuck up on me) I call Teeko when I need more, tell him, "Pull up on me" ("Pull up on me")
Had to switch up all my digits, it's for members only (My numbers) Niggas tryna eat off me, better eat bologna (Eat bologna) Three cities in one week, that's a lot of hunchos on me (Hunchos) Walkin' through the airport, they done drew threw the po-pos on me (Breeze)
Askin' me for drugs and money (Money), fuck I look like, Bugs the bunny? 'Cause I got these carats on me, rings, but I ain't married, homie (Married, homie) Hard to speak up when I'm geeked up, drank done snuck up on me (Snuck up on me) I call Teeko when I need more, tell him, "Pull up on me" ("Pull up on me")
Hey, that's Big G, that shit ain't none to speak up on (Be quiet) Every time you see Big G, he got new pieces on (Ooh) Niggas love leeching, just a fuck nigga zone (Yeah) Talkin' million dollar deals on a flip phone (Hello?) I chopped her and cut her off (Off), she won't leave me 'lone (Bye) I can't be goin' back and forth, this ain't ping-pong (Ping-pong) Niggas love droppin' salt 'til they get pushed up on (Phew-phew) They keep askin' when I'ma drop, shit, it won't be that long (Be that long)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
