MVP

[Intro]
(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)
Shit
Niggas always trippin', man
(Damn, JakeSand)
SBDSM, SBDSM

[Verse]
Let me tell you somethin', I'm definition of a GOAT
Kinda like YoungBoy, a nigga never goin' broke
Her ass fat as fuck, I really love to watch her leave
Exotic smoke fillin' up my lungs make it hard to breathe
Scam this, scam that, you a noob
Why the hell you actin' like a bitch? You a dude (Lame)
I only text her when I'm in the mood
She pull up and play with my stick like it's pool (Ayy)
I can't conversate unless money the discussion
Why this bitch tryna tempt me like I'm David Ruffin?
Like the parеnts came home, I'll clear thе function
I was really on some chill shit, how we end up fuckin'?
I was up before you tryna get it in
Think she bad, Michael Jackson, but she not a ten
Thought he was turnt, I had to tell him he not turnt enough
Kinda feel like the slaughter zone, they can't fuck with us
Chopsticks spit faster than Busta Rhymes
Doggie told on his mans, he couldn't do the time (Ham)
Fuck gettin' stitches, you gon' get a couple slugs
Only time you really on that is off a couple drugs
Only time I ever trip is when I take a trip
Touchdown without a bag, go and grab a 'fit (Let's get it)
Why the fuck you like my balls? Always on my dick
If Jake and Danny on the beat, you know that bitch a hit
Locked in, man, I'm in the zone, don't say shit
Thinkin' I'm a bitch, I up that bitch and let it spray quick
Hit him in his top and his dome, man, RIP
I'm a Shitty boy, that mean I'm ballin' 'til I D-I-E
You a cornball, man, I know that in these hoes, too
I'm the last level top boss you gotta go through
You be really out here lookin' lost, I could coach you
Who the fuck fuckin' with us? I can't name no group
[?] because that's what my future lookin' like
I hope you know you gettin' left if you don't do it right
In the past, baby, don't turn into history
I'm a Shitty boy 'cause I be shittin', not literally
I'ma tell you once, not twice, better listen up
Cute broke bitch probably think that I'ma fix her up
I'm not the one but am the one, you won't get it, though
I ain't put my hands on your girl but I hit the ho
I ain't fall off yet and I never will (No)
Niggas get in the booth, never in the field
They put your mans on a tee, go and get a kill
You a lame-ass nigga, wonder how that feel
That's why you stay depressed and steady fightin' demons
Where the hell you at? I need it, I've been fiendin' (Where you at?)
I can't trust no bitch that's breathin'
[?], now I'm MVP of the season
Most niggas really out here cappin', you can't cap to me
All this talk on this dog shit but you ain't got a G
Talkin' like you the big dog, but you little bro
Heard the opposition at the party, I'ma still go
Tryna turn it up and turn a nigga white tee red
Feel like Bon Jovi 'cause these niggas want me dead
I don't get ready, stay ready, one in the head
Pulled up with her friend, damn, I'm tryna fuck her instead

[Outro]
Shit
Shit, fuck
Shit, fuck, damn
Bitch
SBDSM, SBDSM