[ Featuring Myah Storm ]
I say weak ass, you say bitch
Weak ass, weak ass, uh-uh
Weak ass, weak ass, uh-uh
Weak ass, weak ass, uh-uh
Weak ass, weak ass, uh-uh
I put that on my daughter hoes
I'm the type of slaughter hoes
Deliver like dominoes
Keep a bitch, vámanos
Put that on my son, nigga, if you pussy, then I'm done
F*ckin' with you, need a real killer
Skin a nigga, chinchilla
They came to take her out
But look at me, baby, they didn't kill her
I'm a toxic, good time, dead at the f*ckin' liver
Everything I say is cute
What the f*ck is bitter? Karma Expresso
Make a nigga f*cking jitter
One thing you can't say is these lines ain't bumping
Coke bitch, make a bitch croak
Bitch, see me, then you choke
Bitch, lookin' like a hoax, bitch
Don't even got the heart to even take a joke
Bitch, teacher, I'm the notes, bitch
Being weird is trend, apparently, I'm the subject
Keep the same energy in the streets and in public
Bitch, you weak sauce, just count this as a loss
If you come to follow
Ho, it's @ Storm D A Boss
Bitch, bitch
Oh my gawd
I just got a lot of owwwws & ahhhss
Bitch, bitch
Hahaha
That's all I got
Yo, I put that on my daughter hoes
I'm the type to slaughter hoes
Deliver like dominoes, keep a bitch vámanos
Put that on my daughter hoes
I'm the type to slaughter hoes
Deliver like dominoes, keep a bitch vámanos
YGG shit
On my mini-me
You niggas can't step foot in my vicinity
F*ck them Balenci's, she gone suck me out these 23's
Alphabet boy
L M N O
Ran through plenty P's
Smooth lil nigga, stay at the bank, bae call me Timmy D
Remember me, that lil' nigga from the block, huh
Pull up on yo' shit like it's my shit and open shop, huh
You still pushin' weak, they f*ck with me
Cause I got Brock huh
Storm and TQ on the beat like Dram and Chainz, lil' bitch, we Got One
1of1 YGG shirt
I might leave earth when I light this blunt
I'ma shoot it to my wrist hurt when I finish this verse
I might just dunk
Balling on niggas, for sure
Fading away like I'm Dirk
Head of the team like I'm Kerr, I'm callin' the plays, they gettin' it done
Stackin' these hundreds, I'm f*ckin' this money up
I got a fetish for makin' it come
I keep a stick, when I empty the clip I got something on my hip that's attached with a drum
I been that nigga, she know I'm the one
She wanna taste it, she know that it's yum
She thought they was ones, til' she got closer she ain't even know they was Yums (Ha)
Haha
Bitch
Hold on
I got a few more
And I'm so goated, she gone throat it til' a nigga weak
I bend over, pin her up and put that ass to sleep
Plug send that load, I damn near sold the shit within a week
I don't know if you notice, it's money only anytime I speak
You n****s seven days
I'm up, forever paid
I never stressed when I was broke cause I knew I was gon' see better days
Hop on your beat and I just levitate
These n****s knew they couldn't f*ck with me
I just had to set the record straight
