Ms. Betty

[Verse 1]
Let me tell you where I started at
Right there in the trap
15, I dropped out of school
Momma didn't agree with that
I don't think that I needed that
Low prices I needed that
Trapping out the basement with a couple snipers on the deck
(Gloaw Gloaw) Hit his neck
(Boaw Boaw Boaw) Finish that
I been on some shoot em up shit since a little kid
My bitch said that I got an attitude, I been sippin' red
All my niggas chewing on them Xans, I'm walking with the dead
50's, no legs
My niggas, they walk up, shoot you in the head
Facetime with my cousin out the feds
I fuck on your bitch and make her make the bed
These niggas followers, Simon says
We do a lot of cooking upstairs
10 killers, 10 plugs downstairs
10 on the bus and 10 in the air
I'ma keep getting this money
I'ma keep doing what I'm doing
I never trust these niggas, swear that I see right through 'em
Plug said trust in me, you know I'm bout to fool him
Think about OG Bob like damn why I had to lose him
Selling drugs out your bitch house
She suck on my dick then I cook an ounce
Bitch got on my nerves so I kicked her out
She like "Q, what the fuck, boy, this is my house"
Rich shootas running streets, they in your route
That's a lil nigga tryna shoot for clout
It's a Glock in each and every couch
I shoot a three on my Eddie House

[Hook x2}
Keep my guns in Ms. Betty house
Molly same color as your toenail
We got the drugs for the whole sale
Lil brother kill you for a bale and he only 12
Play with my money, farewell
When I shoot a nigga ain't no get well
'Fore I load the gun I got to wipe the shells
'Fore I load the gun I got to wipe the shells