Fuck 69

[Verse 1: Drakeo the Ruler]
Hit him with the forty ounce bounce, made his shoulder lean
If you carryin' a Hi-Point, you cannot roll with me
Pull up in a coupe, my bitch bad, she supposed to be
Slapped a nigga I know ten years, he was close to me
Any nigga falsifyin' statements, I'ma total him
They gon' put you on a milk carton and a poster, too
Cannon on my hip at all times, it's a photo shoot (Low the Great)
Pull up in a coupe, my bitch bad, she supposed to be (Thank you, Fizzle)
Pull up in a coupe, my bitch bad, she supposed to be
Lookin' at my wrist and it's sayin' what it's supposed to say
They gon' put you on a milk carton and a poster, too
Cannon on my hip at all times, it's a photo shoot
Pull up in a coupe, my bitch bad, she supposed to be
Lookin' at my wrist and it's sayin' what it's supposed to say
They gon' put you on a milk carton and a poster, too
Cannon on my hip at all times, it's a photo shoot

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
First off, you a bitch, nigga
You a bum, how you take care of your kids, nigga?
Where I'm from, was told to get it how I live, nigga
Every rap you ever told was a fib, nigga
How you a killa but you never been to jail, nigga?
The DP means I didn't have no bail, nigga
To sign me, I'ma need a couple mill', nigga
Fuck 6ix9ine, and any nigga deal with him

[Verse 2: Lil Mosey]
Damn, nigga, I'm back at it
They say, "Oh, you a singin' nigga," no, I'm still rappin'
He said he a real shooter, but he still cappin'
I'm just tryna add up money, nigga, no subtraction
Stop, nigga you're a motherfuckin' goofy
So many bitches, nigga, let's go make a movie
Shots, and it's straight to medullas
Spent three hunnid K, now I'm friends with my jeweler
Have you ever made a promise to never tell?
When I hear some nigga snitchin', I can't cope well
Got a hunnid bad bitches in the hotel
If you ain't fuckin' then leave, oh, well
Beyond change, baby, with a toolie
I hate all you niggas, yeah, you niggas so goofy
I was fifteen when I was hittin' my first groupie
Then I left some nut hangin' right off her boobie, hahaha

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
First off, you a bitch, nigga
You a bum, how you take care of your kids, nigga?
Where I'm from, was told to get it how I live, nigga
Every rap you ever told was a fib, nigga
How you a killa but you never been to jail, nigga?
The DP means I didn't have no bail, nigga
To sign me, I'ma need a couple mill', nigga
Fuck 6ix9ine, and any nigga deal with him

[Verse 3: Ketchy the Great]
I was busy climbin' through windows, you was window shoppin'
Should I whip the Benz or the Bent'? I got plenty options
I just pulled a four in the pop, sippin' swamp water
I just spilled a deuce in the coupe, knocked the top off
I done crossed a nigga while ballin', think I'm Hot Sauce
The chop got tits equipped, I bought it a boob job
I done put red beams on your nose, he think he Rudolph
I done did the dash on crabs, broke my stash spot
Stinc Team, bitch, in the streets, no asphalt
Assault rifle, walk him down, hit him 'til his body drop
I was in school three years, learned how to block
Pippi Longstocking, that's my bitch, but I left her at the spot

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
First off, you a bitch, nigga
You a bum, how you take care of your kids, nigga?
Where I'm from, was told to get it how I live, nigga
Every rap you ever told was a fib, nigga
How you a killa but you never been to jail, nigga?
The DP means I didn't have no bail, nigga
To sign me, I'ma need a couple mill', nigga
Fuck 6ix9ine, and any nigga deal with him, ugh