[Intro] Mm-mm Mm-mm, push it when it bleed (Ayy, who made it? Millian made it) Pussy Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus] Ain't no scraps with beef or blood and shit And how you fucking with them niggas and yo' brother dead? You say you gon' slide, you put that on yo' brother grave I just watched your Insta' story off my other page These niggas ain't living like that, these niggas bluffin' This choppa I got, Russian, I just brought it from my cousin These diamonds on me bussin', yeah, I dare a nigga to touch me I'm smoking on that rafe, got the trap smellin' musty
[Verse 1] Yeah, yeah, smoking on that gas, it's exotic Fell in love with OxyContin, I got Percs up in my body She said she love me, I start nodding Capital One, this ho just want what's in my wallet I'ma fuck her with my jeans on, paid a thousand for these Robbins I go to Danny when I'm shopping, got a mall up in my closet I'ma bill boy, no Jody, but all my hoes are like Tarija I'm on Percocet's, my legs said excuse me when I start nodding I pay for it if I want it, bitch, I got it She see my chain and start smiling, yeah, that's that ice water I pop Percocet's before we chill, it make me fuck harder I bring that shit to his front door just like a lunch order Yeah, she call me daddy when we fuck, but only got one daughter Yeah
[Chorus] Ain't no scraps with beef or blood and shit And how you fucking with them niggas and yo' brother dead? You say you gon' slide, you put that on yo' brother grave I just watched your Insta' story off my other page These niggas ain't living like that, these niggas bluffin' This choppa I got, Russian, I just brought it from my cousin These diamonds on me bussin', yeah, I dare a nigga to touch me I'm smoking on that rafe, got the trap smellin' musty
[Verse 2] Yeah, she want to fuck me with me, she know I'm out the skin I keep it P I'm a bougie rapper, do hoes wrong, I sit and no one speaks Stay out my business, I don't need advice, you don't practice what you preach He spent thirty thousand on a watch and made it back in that same week He a hood nigga, he don't like good girls, he like freaks I like her and she like me, I just might fly her out this week Yeah, neck bussin', wrist bussin', next I'ma do my teeth I don't care who bussin', I stay clutchin', you better not shoot at me He got a contract on his head, and lil' bro tryna sign that lease She gon' fuck me ‘cause I'm a superstar and she heard I'm signed to Meek I don't do well around weirdos, bitch, I'm from the streets Last nigga play with game, we left his brains on the seat Bitch
[Chorus] Ain't no scraps with beef or blood and shit And how you fucking with them niggas and yo' brother dead? You say you gon' slide, you put that on yo' brother grave I just watched your Insta' story off my other page These niggas ain't living like that, these niggas bluffin' This choppa I got, Russian, I just brought it from my cousin These diamonds on me bussin', yeah, I dare a nigga to touch me I'm smoking on that rafe, got the trap smellin' mustyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
