Aim for your head I don't hit and miss Bitch I been popping since Bigga Fish Got it twisted cah I look nice and shit But you don't know who you're fuckin with Gotta good heart was a bad child Coming from the jungle so I act wild I got your number but I ain't dialed Pepper dem I don't do mild
Been done road do street Now I get paid just to speak Any time I fall too deep Always end up back on my feet Always analyze don't speak Rise to da top shits steep Face and wrist on fleek Got your nigga acting like a creep
They say I'm top tier they say Banks is a elite He ate me out I sent him back to the streets Don't want wit it me dem lil hoes can't compete Chat behind my back when they see me don't spеak
Always got it with me we don't fight fair I'll turn your dream into a nightmarе A bitch like me quite rare You don't want it with me bitch don't get no ideas Primis Player Placeholder
Face beat white toes hair neat On smoke even though I skin teet Most solid in da team concrete You been shleep but your nigga wanna jeet Wasssup
Face beat white toes hair neat On smoke even though I skin teet Most solid in da team concrete You been shleep but your nigga wanna jeet
I was getting busy in Lasgidi Came a long way from Norwich with bare nitties I don't wanna look like you no 1 fiddy My tax already high Imma need me like 2 milli
Don't double cross me like Dusse I'll lift your wig like a toupee Henny got me feeling woozy Don't fuck with niggas that be talking loosely
I like em 6 foot 6 pack and 6 figures Hit it from the back money make me come quicker Make him say woi like that nigga d-digga Yeah you got army but my teams way bigger
Put in work like there's 3 of me Could be the 3rd letter, still ain't seeing me Good pussy energy Tryna be my enemy nigga you ain't ending me
Aim for your head I don't hit and miss Bitch I been popping since Bigga Fish Got it twisted cah I look nice and shit But you don't know who you're fuckin with Gotta good heart was a bad child Coming from the jungle so I act wild I got your number but I ain't dialed Pepper dem I don't do mild
Let's get shit straight I ain't talking bout a plank 15 years I was rolling widda nank In da blocks man these bitches always mentioning my name How comes I never see you bitches in the bank And all you bitches on some shit Like do you really want war or wanna rub on my clit Which one is it? It ain't really hard to admit Like you hate me but deep down you think I'm lit It's up and it's stuck so fuck with me Doing up arenas yeah I was touring with Nicki Bitches growing wings but this shit can get sticky Imma workaholic but I still get busy
Killin 'em all don't wanna mend I ain't your bitch I ain't your friend If you ain't dead better pretend Kill 'em again Kill 'em again Kill 'em again
I was at da Brits with Little Mix Different kettle of fish Got it twisted cos I look nice and shit But you don't know who you fucking with
Don't make me affi' talk to my counselor Imma put my hands on 'er make me affi' cancel 'er Don't intercept don't interject If da beat ain't done I ain't finish yetTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
