[VERSE 1: Bolo Nef]
Got a pretty a** tweaker with the d** in her clutch
Invite her to the crib, I'm doing d** with the hutch
I feel like I'm a god, I feel like I'm the sun
These hoes revolve around me, got revolver in the cuts
Pop a lot of pills so my tolerance is f**ed, and I don't tolerate no f** sh**
Probably with a punk b**h
Baby sun god shed light on all the f** sh**
Higher than a kite I'm selling white at the function
Got a god complex and all the hoes love it
If I swoop your shorty I'm a hit and I'm a rub it in
I'm a unitarian, I'm strapped like a republican
I'm f**ing hoes in public places, plugging blow in public places
Bet a b**h'll be amazed at all the game that I been laced with
Blowing blunts in stair cases, I ain't scared of catching cases
I ain't scared of catching bodies, basic b**hes scared of me
Flash the pistol, scare the plug if he ain't trying to share with me
[HOOK: Bolo Nef]
Got my main b**h bussin' joogs out her porsche
The b**h said "Bolo you're a thug", of course
"does udf really got the plug?" of course
Take a b**h out to dinner, feed her d**, of course
X2
[VERSE 2: Bolo Nef]
If I don't know the n***a tell him I ain't holding dope
I'm stepping on your toes selling bags for the four
Looking mad in the corner with a bag full of blow
Gucci belt, tiny pants, still sag to the flo'
Hanging with the weirdos with the grams in my coat
Make a b**h take a selfie while I'm crammed in her throat
b**h I'm lampin
Sleeping on the couch I hide the bands in
I got the pistol peeking out my pants, I ain't dancing
Baby sun god, I'm a thug, but I'm handsome
Square but I'm rare looking smug with the handgun
Snub on my waist b**h I look like the cops
I look like a god so I f** hella' bops
I'm a make her ho up, make her give me all her guap
Do a hold up with the semi give me everything you got
I need every type of b**h, give me every b**h you got
And I'm a keep a bottom b**h to give me every kind of top
[HOOK x2]