Monster

[Intro]
Yeah, let that record (J. Factor)
Come on
But I am not gon' touch her (Aye)
The bitch gave me everything she had but I am not gon'—
(Brody, come in here)

[Chrous]
The bitch gave me everything she had but I am not gon' hump her
Put that gun down, you not a dog, you are not no monster
Tried to set the play and pull the move but I'm not gon' punch her
Put that gun down and catch the fade, I am not no buster
Put that gun down and catch the fade, you still couldn't see me
If you don't fuck with Bckdoe you could suck my weenie (You could suck my dick)
I'ma have to pop your lil brother for no damn reason
I took this bitch bank card, I think she finna freezе it

[Verse]
I think this bitch fuck with Jesús, but I feel like Jesus (Bitch, I feel likе God)
This bitch got Roshe Runs them is not no Yeezys
I had to break it to the bitch, it was not that easy
The bitch only gave me three bands, that is not gon' feed me
The bitch only gave me three bands like what the fuck is this?
Pull the load over, all my syrup, need to take a piss
Hellcat slidin' down the 8 but I just poured a six
I need to stop smokin' weed, I just stole my zip
Nigga, this a hundred dolla' eighth, you know you can't afford it
The bitch said something dumb so I just ignored it
Seen the baddest bitch I ever seen on my way to Florida
I dropped a album last week but I did not record it

[Chrous]
The bitch gave me everything she had but I am not gon' hump her
Put that gun down, you not a dog, you are not no monster
Tried to set the play and pull the move but I'm not gon' punch her
Put that gun down and catch the fade, I am not no buster
Put that gun down and catch the fade, you still couldn't see me
If you don't fuck with Bckdoe you could suck my weenie (You could suck my dick)
I'ma have to pop your lil brother for no damn reason
I took this bitch bank card, I think she finna freeze it

[Outro]
If you don't fuck with Bckdoe you could suck my weenie
I think she finna freeze it
[?]—you are not a demon
You still couldn't see me
I'ma catch a fade and—you still couldn't touch it
I was ridin' twenty-two, you still got a bucket
She was tryna—hm—everything but I ain't never touched it
I'll never love it
Bad bitch, I don't even—yeah
Let me see
You could just keep that right there line