Gomd

[Intro]
Young ass nigga, coutin' guala
Why you beat that ho' up? Nigga, what's yo' problem?
Put my gang in new designer, everything is Prada
Bro get off my dick, go take care of yo' daughter

[Verse]
You beat ya' bitch up, that shit don't leave out the family picture
I'm smokin' dope, out the zipper
Saw the music ain't work, so he start sellin' zip-ups
[?] dick up
I showed love to niggas, then they went for the switch up
Twitter typin', we gon' get up wit' ya'
You was just showin' love in my face, nigga, which one, is it?
Heard ya' new shit, man, that shit not hittin'
You just makin' my prod's look shitty
I ain't goin' back and forth with no internet nigga
Crash a Double R, I hope yo' bitch ass in it
I just count up my guap, and I sit back, nigga
Nigga beat that ho' ass, you a sis-ass nigga
Quit that talkin', I'm not tryna chit-chat nigga
Brother told me, "Chill out", I'm like, "Fuck that"
It's a way that I deal with these bitch ass niggas
You was usin' that ho', like a punch bag
And I really ain't look for no diss back, nigga
I'm too rich, give a fuck 'bout a comeback
Niggas say my name just for promotion
Young ass, niggas just signed for some grown shit
Dumbass, tryna act dumb, nigga, slow shit
Don't know, why niggas, playin' wit' the kid
You a, dad now, I'm prayin' for the kid
We had, bro kick yo' shit over this way
Twitter, typin' like bro, how my dick taste?
Nigga beatin' a ho', 'cause he bitch-made
I just, be in my zone like a sensei
Whole gang, beatin' they chest, so they big ape
I got some niggas mad, I got rich, goddamn
I know all my racks safe, but yo' bitch ain't

[Outro]
Young ass nigga, coutin' guala
Why you beat that ho' up? Nigga, what's yo' problem?
I just dripped my gang out, everything is Prada
I just took the whole gang to Balenciaga
Bro get off my dick, go take care of yo' daughter