ANXIOUS

[Chorus]
I can't fuck with rappers, these bitches get on my nerves
Call out to my shooter he puttin' you on a shirt
I can't fall in love 'cause I'm puttin' the money first
Know some of you bitches wanna see me in the dirt

[Verse]
Bitch, I'm flexed up
Tell me why these hoes always gotta be so extra?
Chasin' hella commas 'til I'm whippin' in a Tesla
Remember I was down, now I never feel the pressure
Used to drop the cookies on my motherfuckin' dresser
I was down back then, but I'm up now (Bitch, I'm up)
One day, she don't like me but she hit my phone to fuck now (Wanna fuck)
My phone keep on ringing swear, it's like I am the plug now (Like a plug)
Money coming to me, I ain't gotta sell no drugs now
Bitch we coming for you 'fore you notice
Send these shots like alcoholic
I remember being broke and having nothing in my wallet
Either Gucci or the Louis if I see it then I cop it
While these fuckers hatin' on me, tell these hatin' bitches, "Stop it"

[Chorus]
I can't fuck with rappers, these bitches get on my nerves
Call out to my shooter he puttin' you on a shirt
I can't fall in love 'cause I'm puttin' the money first
Know some of you bitches wanna see me in the dirt
I can't fuck with rappers, these bitches get on my nerves
Call out to my shooter he puttin' you on a shirt
I can't fall in love 'cause I'm puttin' the money first
Know some of you bitches wanna see me in the dirt

[Outro]
I can't fuck with rappers, these bitches get on my nerves
Call out to my shooter he puttin' you on a shirt
I can't fall in love 'cause I'm puttin' the money first
Know some of you bitches wanna see me in the dirt