Get Out My Ear

[Chorus]
Bitch, get out my ear
Bitch, get out my ear, bitch, get out my ear
I really can't feel, bitch, really don't care
You worry 'bout hoes, I worry 'bout mills
I worry 'bout deals, I worry 'bout bills
Bro ain't got no hoes, bro worried 'bout kills
Lunchbox got flows, we ain't talking 'bout skill
Lunchbox got motion, don't you see what I built?

[Verse]
I be tens toes, I ain't got no more fear
I'm in that truck, 100 plus playing gears
I need ten racks for the feat, on the real
It took ten years to blow up in a year
Playing games we gone leave 'em right there
Playing games and that's red rings of death
I'm with gang high as fuck pouring, yeah
I'm insane, no, bitch, I'm really diff'
What they talk 'bout?
What they talk 'bout? They ain't talking shit
Running your mouth, you ain't running shit
Running your mouth, you ain't running chips
I was fucked up, you ain't give me sh—
I was fucked up, you ain't give me shit
Now I woke up, everything be lit
Y'all done fucked up, shouldn't of gave me shit
Fuck my old bitch, I know you need me
Getting that money, that Luigi
I got the world in my palms like a fushigi
Got a new chop' that's a new demon
My Drake be hot like some new Weeknd
Shit done got hot on a few weekends
All my shit mines, I don't do leasing
They stealing sauce, I'm like: who leaking?

[Chorus]
Bitch, get out my ear, bitch, get out my ear
I really can't feel, bitch, really don't care
You worry 'bout hoes, I worry 'bout mills
I worry 'bout deals, I worry 'bout bills
Bro ain't got no hoes, bro worried 'bout kills
Lunchbox got flows, we ain't talking 'bout skill
Lunchbox got motion, don't you see what I built?