featuring cory gunz and yd
lil' bitch walking 'round with her titties out like she gon' breastfeed
they saw it was me and took selfies
soon as they pop i'm gon' hit my target
in front of his daughters
we in miami in the middle of a pandemic and we on a new beach
i cannot mention my hoes inside of my songs 'cause i know they be bragging a lot
getting high with these bitches
i'm supposed to be handing 'em out
show me that nigga who say he getting rich off of dope 'cause my niggas be jabbing a lot
i heard that you and them niggas you with ain't no joke
my niggas laughing out loud
you cannot come back around me
you need to stop fucking with strippers
you run into agents and giving 'em tips
and i bet this missile don't miss
shorty might got a pole but won't pop shit
he be talking like he down to drop shit
bitch i'm up in your crib and i don't got a key
i be all in yo shit like a locksmith
and we ain't throwing hands
you ain't see no white flag when we squash shit
and you know what's gon' happen when tune put me right on a track
you know that's the squad shit
heard your funds just got low
and you bout to start nigga
ain't no need to relive in the dark
now i'm 'bout to skrrt off of the lot in the bentley and take up two spots when i park
these niggas be boasting i don't even drink on the liquor 'cause when i skate
i hope he get his ass right on the stand so my youngins can roast him
'cause i ran here first in the game
put my foot down 'til that bitch was choking
this shit be promotion 'cause i'm smoking on this good
nigga finding your medicine
my weapons will knock an ottoman out of your residence
got your wife on the edible
secret service and she taking it down like the president
can't survive in my element if you never been in stride with the lions and elephants
when they free all my niggas then wherever weezy be
where i'm flying the felons in
they be rhyming so predicate then when you see 'em in person they quiet and delicate
and 'til somebody die for the death of your brethren i cannot buy what you selling in
we met at the mandalay she live in san jose ain't visiting town with a friend today
when they hop in the laundaulet
we bout to fuck over mandolins champagne and creme brule
tell your little mans to stay in his place
don't wanna get shot in your shin today
nigga play on the internet
i send a shot in your shin today
way too many niggas and not enough bitches for all of this bitch shit
what you saying is not realistic
i just left elliante the district
but i still go to vice with the biscuit
even still for a slice and i missed it
'bout to gamble your life on a trip bitch
i be rolling the dice on on her lipstick
i'm a different type of sadistic
i don't look at the price when i get shit
i don't put in no ice when i sip shit
lot of boomers and lights when i clip shit
leave the room looking like i just flipped shit
she be riding me like i'm a ripstick
she say she want a body for christmas
i'm living like some bucket list shit
if you don't like it suck a sick dick