Oh, you think it's sweet 'cause you're up now?
You done got comfortable, huh?
A young nigga turn up on anybody
These niggas not fucking with us
Tell me you turned to a lover boy
You make a song for these bitches
You must have forgot who you with
You must have forgot 'bout your millions (Jstacks)
Y'all must have forgot I'm the realest
Huh? Huh? Doggin' these hoes
Yeah, I don't be callin' these hoes
Strapped up at all of my shows
I got. 30's and all of my Glocks
All of us hot, uh
Ballin' a lot, yeah
Fuck is they talkin' 'bout?
Uh, they speak and they runnin' their mouth
You niggas, I'm callin' you out
I heard it's a real nigga drought
Until they brought real niggas out
Niggas ain't know I'm the realest
I stunt on a ho like I'm pimpin'
A whole lotta sauce got me drippin'
You better send shots with that dissin'
Uh, I fucked his bitch and he knew that
I pull up and hop out with two hoes
I left my new ho for a new ho
Bent down to his bitch at the shoe store
She told me she fuck with my flavor
I don't give a fuck 'bout no hater
Go wherever I go with that banger
Play with me and you know I'ma spank him, uh
Keep a Glock on my side like a pager
Might slap me a rapper, might hang him
All my niggas corrupt and they dangerous
If she want some this, it might change her
On the first four, I'm fuckin' for hours
You was gone, but ain't come in light powder
Niggas fools, so they gon' get devoured
All my niggas blow up like the towers
Uh, these niggas scary
Don't talk my head off, I'm ready
If you gon' pull up, then pull up
When that bitch up, they be stuck
I got your bitch in my bed
That lil' bitch sick with the head
I can't put shit in my leg
I had to give her some bread
Lil Shaq in the bag, make 'em go crazy
I don't trust shit but my Glock and my baby
All 'bout some trouble, so, nigga, we ready
All of that hatin' gon' turn you real deadly
On that lil' nigga, I'm hoping y'all listen
Dababy in Pull-Ups, my nigga was shittin'
These niggas hatin', these niggas ain't with it
You come with them problems, I promise I'll fix it
Bitch