Are.you.satisfied?

[Chorus]
Hop out the four door, bitch, get with it
Carrying sticks, bitch I ain't talk quidditch
Bitch tryna swallow my shit, don't spit it
I be thumbin' all this green, man it look like Wicked
Rolls Royce pull up and the windows be tinted
All the bitches on me, any mine for the pickin'
Shell to his back if we find out that he piggin'
Everybody tryna' link now that I'm winnin'
She tryna get with the clique
We on none of that regular shit
Pass her to gang, then I split
Fuck all that shit, I stay hitting up Collin for kits
He never miss
Everyone know that we only make hits
She a treesh for the dazzle and glitz, bitch

[Verse]
It seem like every fuckin' body
Wanna fuck another' shawty
Man, thesе bitches, they be shotty
Man, thеse people still be snobby
Rappin, this shit is my hobby
Like the disk, your shit be floppin'
Everybody tryna copy
But they could never go do it like me!
Making this shit while I'm getting degrees
Money gon' last my whole family tree
Man, that is all that you really gon' need
Finding a wife, I'm not finding no treesh
Fuckin' that bitch then we changing the sheets
Money gon' do anything that we need
Everyone knows we elite
Fuck with the gang we gon' body his shit, we gon' body his shit, we gon' body his shit, then we leave
If he a dummy, then we say goodbye to his whip, say goodbye to his whip on the street
If he act funny, then he say goodbye to his bitch, say goodbye to his bitch, then she leave
He actin' bummy, we take all his money, ten shots at his honey, he out on the streets
Ten MG in the gummy, got me actin' funny
Man, you know I'm not stunting
Smoke a lil' weed, bitch, I'm saving my hunnids'
Do a couple tricks, stay flipping, stay cuttin'
Rappin' this shit, man this shit be nothin'
Fuck another bitch, then I pass her to cousin
Fuck another bitch, then I pass her to bro
Smokin' on purp, that's Mewtwo dro

[Chorus]
Hop out the four door, bitch, get with it
Carrying sticks, bitch I ain't talk quidditch
Bitch tryna swallow my shit, don't spit it
I be thumbin' all this green, man it look like Wicked
Rolls Royce pull up and the windows be tinted
All the bitches on me, any mine for the pickin'
Shell to his back if we find out that he piggin'
Everybody tryna' link now that I'm winnin'
She tryna get with the clique
We on none of that regular shit
Pass her to gang, then I split
Fuck all that shit, I stay hitting up Collin for kits
He never miss
Everyone know that we only make hits
She a treesh for the dazzle and glitz, bitch