I swear to God, they ain’t wanna see me leave the club
Got up on my sh*t and now they scared to show me love
They’d rather see me on the pole t**n’ it for dubs
I guess I really gotta show them what the f*ck is up
I’m on some other sh*t, that Cardi B gutta sh*t
Every time I catch a hating b*tch, she on her stutter sh*t
Can’t finish her words but on Instagram thuggin’ sh*t
You set yourself up, don’t make it seem like I be buggin’, b*tch
And n***as hatin’ on me, really be upset
I don’t know, make me wonder what you got between your legs
You a real n***a mad at a b*tch for getting bread?
You’s a b*tch from birth, you just grew a third leg, woo!
Bite down, bite down, it was crunch time
Yeah I skip all of them b*tches in the lunch line
I put in work, now I’m here at the front line
Ready for the bullsh*t, I swear it’s on my bloodline
Touch mine, getting slumped, slimed one time
Pump blind, b*tches quick, then I dump mine
Pull up with the Gucci clutch, spitting clutch rhymes
Flyer than a big big B with a Blood tie
Don’t do much, she get hard when I bust wines
No straws for this juice box, got one time
Last n***a I was with went insane
‘Cause my head game movin’ hills like I’m lookin’ for the sunshine
I’m a Bronx b*tch birthed from the hip-hop
From the block to the tick tock in the Patek watch
Quick drop with the cash, couldn’t fit the Ziploc
Grips locked, get your sh*t popped in my flip flops
Walking out, but every dollar, I still want it all
Now he wanna know me, I could give your man a cure
You gotta mail me, but I don’t check my spam at all
Never feel what you’re sayin’ like I’m usin’ Anbesol
All around the states getting nice checks
I was tourin’ off a tape, I had a hype set
Is that the reason all these n***as wanna pipe next?
I’m a creep, b*tch, see his d*ck through his night text
Got ’em all scared, I ain’t even strike yet
Wire up jaws when I swing if the mic stretch
I recall, took the right steps, had a shot
So I took the sh*t, now this game gon’ need a life vest.(red barz)
Uhhh
I said, woo!
Huhhh.