[Intro]
I got bands up in my pocket, bitch, I'm trappin'
And this 808 is boucin', yeah, this shit is really slappin'
You might need an extra napkin for the sauce that I be smackin'
And this bitch is really talkin', all they really do is—
This is an Evil production
Evil
Bye
[Verse]
Speakers burst, I might bag your stupid bitch for fun
Got a song named "S-16" and that shit ain't even a gun
I be trappin' on the low, but that shit really just for fun
Got yo mom in backseat, she call me lil' cuh
Switch the flow while you bitches still switchin' your fuckin' gun
Vetements on my shirt and I got Louis on my feet
Food stamps, yeah, you bitches still gettin' your food for free
Throwin' hands in the hallway and stomp him like a G
[Outro]
I got bands up in my pocket, bitch, I'm trappin'
And this 808 is boucin', yeah, this shit is really slappin'
You might need an extra napkin for the sauce that I be smackin'
And this bitch is really talkin', all they really do is