Bitc Bitch I'm here for the fun
I won't kill you I won't kill you for no funds
All these lady's yea they like my song
She be vibing she be twerking to my song
Making music making money from my songs
Thinking that it is amusing
Get hit wit this
Get hit wit that chop drac
Get hit wit that chop stick
Yea he went to 12 and yk that he cop shit
Yea he went up for the shot and you know that I block shit
I can't agure with no hoes I'm not toxic
I'ma be up at the top nigga watch this
Told my gang if you pass me the ball
You better lob shit
Told my gang if you go hold my pole you better knock shit
Bitch I'm with the gang bitch I'm with the dogs
I said hopping to the money like a f*cking frog
I'm tryna make it to the top I can't f*cking fall
I'm balling on these niggas hurt myself like John wall
Smoking on that good gas to the face I won't cough at all
In that second blunt I get tired I start nodding off
Baby why you mad come and talk to me lil baby
I know that you scared youn even wanna be my baby
Riding in a motherf*cking big body Mercedes
I got hoes and I got quap up in my pockets
Tryna date me
You try and run up on me get the shooting
Ion kno why you play me