[Chorus] (x2)
Can't fuck wit' dese niggas they fuck wit' da law
I'm in his bitch mouth like a straw
My glizzy got tities but don't got a bra
Never seen, never saw like my shirt and it's kaws
I'ma hype beast, I cannot wear no Lacoste
I'ma tax him cuz he don't know da cost
His friend on his shirt only time he had sauce
Run the Jane like da 35, i'ma big boss
[Verse]
I'm Mr. Bape wit' Supreme, he don't know 'bout dis
I called the plug and tell him that I need some more of dis
Young niggas tried to be on Forbes list
Can't fuck wit' dese niggas, they fuck wit' police
Glizzy gang, bitch I fuck wit' the glizz
Headshot, wipe his nose like long sleeve
I'm in his trap, serve his auntie and niece
I seen an opp and turned to a beast
I'm from the North, never been to the East
Keep an eye, incase I see a crease
Vanishyah, I delete
Cold case, that's neat
Your shirt is a good and it free
My shirt, on the back got a big V
Zip ties on my Nikes
"Ain't you WhyG?"
"Bitch, I might be"
[Chorus] (x2)
Can't fuck wit' dese niggas they fuck wit' da law
I'm in his bitch mouth like a straw
My glizzy got tities but don't got a bra
Never seen, never saw like my shirt and it's kaws
I'ma hype beast, I cannot wear no Lacoste
I'ma tax him cuz he don't know da cost
His friend on his shirt only time he had sauce
Run the Jane like da 35, i'ma big boss