Hood Burger

[Chorus]
It ain't on me; it's in me
It ain't in you or on you
Nigga say he winnin' but I feel indifferent
If I get that stick, he a goner (Brrrt) (Baow)
I don't love no bitch (Love no bitch)
Except for my momma (Momma)
Big shit Benny; really, that’s a gimme
Where the love, Momma? I ain't feelin' any—ha, ha
Hold up, fam
Fuck these bitches; we ain't holdin' hand (Holdin' hand)
I be poppin' shit wit' foe and 'em (Foe and 'em)
Bitch, I’m poppin' like a soda can (Soda can)
Like, who really gon' stop me, me?
All my niggas wit' me know the plan (Know)
Gettin' mo' money in a Rover black
With a snow bunny and a Doja Cat (Mm) (Mm-hm)

[Verse]
Nigga talkin' deadly on IG but he a fool if he try me
Like I ain't sleepin' wit' demons I gotta reckon wit' nightly
Like I don’t question my psyche; bitch, I'm a sensitive Pisces
I over-think when I load the heat with the devil inside me
Bitch, I'm a legend who like me until the feds come indict me
A nigga really on the way right now (Right now)
She gave me neck in a nightie; I get the check like I'm Nike
These other niggas in the way right now (Like, ooh!)
Hol' up, bitch
Big burner wit' a hunnid stick (Mm)
Money thick
Fuck around, broke the money clip (She a broke)
You a ugly bitch
Wouldn't fuck you with my buddy's dick (Stupid bitch)
I'm a chubby Crip
But my mob niggas on some Bloody shit (Suwu)
Got some grade-A dick like a AK clip
I'm a young, fly nigga; I don’t gang bang, bitch
Boy, I seen that tweet; don't erase that shit
When I run up on his ass, he gon' save face quick
Only thing I fear: God or a canine sniff
If you take my bitch then she ain't my bitch
Niggas hate my drip, want to take my shit
Macntaj get face like Ray Rice fist

[Chorus]
It ain't on me; it's in me (In me)
It ain't in you or on you (On you)
Nigga say he winnin' but I feel indifferent
If I get that stick, he a goner (Brrrt) (Baow)
I don't love no bitch (Love no bitch)
Except for my momma (Momma)
Big shit Benny; really, that’s a gimme
Where the love, Momma? I ain't feelin' any—ha, ha
Hold up, fam
Fuck these bitches; we ain't holdin' hand
I be poppin' shit wit' foe and 'em (Foe and 'em)
Bitch, I’m poppin' like a soda can (Soda can)
Like, who really gon' stop me, me?
All my niggas wit' me know the plan (Know)
Gettin' mo' money in a Rover black
With a snow bunny and a Doja Cat (Mm) (Mm-hm)