Bitch cut the light on
F*ck nigga talkin shit
Pull up and shit and air it out
You suppose to be my man's
Pull with a stick imma hit this bitch
You came tryna press a Nigga not talkin bout shit
Cause I'm makin diss u bitch come at me imma slap yo bitch ass
Bitch f*ck you
I'm a real nigga I f*ck wit u got love for you but can't f*ck wit you
That's some real shit shit happen real quick
Imma still hit yo shit
Aye aye aye
On my momma you finna die I been plottin all mornin' (yeah yeah)
Niggas ain't press f*ck nigga imma end it here
Bitch Nigga thought I was finna end it here
F*ck no cut it back on
Aye Homie he a bitch f*ck that nigga I'm on my shit
He not on shit back in the back of a maybach
Whip whip try to say we jump him nah that was my nigga not I
I don't lie f*ck no he bout to die
He up in the sky
Fly high no lie
Thought you was my guy oh my f*ck you
Bitch I don't f*ck with you you fake
Bitch get the f*ck out my phone