YSN Flow - Bottom Boy lyrics

I'm a bad b*tch getter foolin' with weapons, hard to stay humble, I came up from nothin' You pillow talk with these b*tches and lay up, whenever I pull up, she know that I'm dunkin' He cross me, he bleedin', don't wanna get even, don't wanna get even, I'm wit' repercussions They tried to drag me down when I was down, now I'm all in the mix, the topic of discussion I ain't bring my weapon for nothin', if I show this b*tch, then I'm dumpin', ain't got time for flexin' or stuntin' She did me wrong but she cryin', b*tch, what is you on? Better go take the depressants or somethin' He want some smoke 'cause a ni**a put dick in his b*tch, man, this broke boy depressin' or somethin' Two months since I be from Cedar to Modani, he want a problem? Address it or somethin' My b*tch be the baddest b*tch with me, I still go back to the city, get back to the city I made some racks in the city, still makin' racks in the city, my car came as fast as can get it Bro smack the pack when I get it, I've never been selfish or stingy, my bro rockin' Gucci and Fendi You say you love me but you never show it, I wanna know who really with me Brand new Hemi, they gon' hear when I'm comin' .40 loud, know they gon' hear when I'm dumpin' Treat the b*tch like I can't hear her or somethin' These ni**as must think I'ma fear 'em or somethin' ni**as must think I'ma fear 'em or somethin' ni**as must think I'ma fear 'em or somethin' ni**as must think I'ma fear 'em or somethin' These ni**as must think I'ma fear 'em or somethin' I'm a bad b*tch getter foolin' with weapons, hard to stay humble, I came up from nothin' You pillow talk with these b*tches and lay up, whenever I pull up, she know that I'm dunkin' He cross me, he bleedin', don't wanna get even, don't wanna get even, I'm wit' repercussions They tried to drag me down when I was down, now I'm all in the mix, the topic of discussion She get whatever she want, I get whatever she don't, my b*tch got it wrong She hate when I be in a ton of groupie b*tches and be talkin' 'bout thots in my songs She know when I be in it, make a movie and then if we start, we ain't stoppin' for long I pray to God, I hope that I don't lose it and then if I start, I ain't stoppin' my wrongs Keep my .23, I'm feelin' like Jordan I came up, I'm feelin' important They don't know a bit of my story They try to doubt me and extort me I had to hit some robberies wit' Ourty Had a .380 'fore I had the .40 Runnin' 'round bad as fu*k, was just a shorty Ain't have the new shoes or the new clothes, bro would kill a ni**a for some Jordans I'm a bad b*tch getter foolin' with weapons, hard to stay humble, I came up from nothin' You pillow talk with these b*tches and lay up, whenever I pull up, she know that I'm dunkin' He cross me, he bleedin', don't wanna get even, don't wanna get even, I'm wit' repercussions They tried to drag me down when I was down, now I'm all in the mix, the topic of discussion