[Intro]
Haha
Aw yeah
You know what time it is
(It's 3AM)
And who the fuck calling my phone
(3)
[Verse 1]
I got a bad ass, thick, lil jawn keep calling my phone
That don't mean I'm gon pick up
And my main bitch went through my phone while I slept
She just text me "come pick yo shit up"
I could leave with another one of her right now, off of my get up
I'll take yo bitch while you standing right there
If you really gotta problem, nigga, get up
Bitch. Blattt
She told me she wanna suck up the dick
When I slide out of the pussy
You slide in your feelings
Saw she was choosing
And I did not care to ask if she was taken
That's none of my business
I stretch hеr out like Pilates
Man you know my body
I hit my little dancе while I'm in it
You don't want problems
I'll call up my shottas
They'll load up the chop, hit yo block and then spin it
Like a fidget
Make a snapback outcha fitted
Say they "bout that" til they in it
Now yo clown ass acting different nigga
And we know that I get so mad
Need a road map when I'm tripping
You might end up toe tagged if I'm on that
I don't hold back. Man, it's simple yeah yeah yeah
[Hook]
You can catch me with the bandana 'round the head, I feel like Pac aye
"All Eyez On Me" when I say "Hit 'Em Up" somebody getting dropped aye
They want "Street Fame," so that's what they "Do For Love"
Hit 'em with the "Ghetto Gospel," "Only God Can Judge"
You can catch me with the bandana 'round the head I feel like Pac aye
"All Eyez On Me" when I say "Hit 'Em Up" somebody getting dropped (Glrttt)
"Against All Odds", that's what they "Do For Love"
Hit 'em with the "Ghetto Gospel," "Only God Can Judge Me"
[Verse 2]
I wanna head overseas with a lil bitty bitch kinda look like Beyoncé
Say that she straight but this bitch that we met, make her want to switch teams like LeBron James
Shit, fuck it. Let's have us a threesome
I'm keeping my socks on
Record it, and keep it on my phone
Cause I don't trust nobody
I be alone when I hit the road but I keep my pole shotty
I ain't no ho, lil bitch I'm a go
Man how you want to go 'bout it
Oh you sorry nigga? Shut the fuck up
I cannot blame where I come from
A bitch is the reason I'm fucked up, aw yeah
Aye, I came a long way from being heartbroken
Now I'm that nigga with bad bitches on him
Just poured a four in my cup
Bitch, I'm floatin'
Her pussy a drug
I'm OD, overdosing no
[Hook]
You can catch me with the bandana 'round the head, I feel like Pac aye
"All Eyez On Me" when I say "Hit 'Em Up" somebody getting dropped aye
They want "Street Fame," so that's what they "Do For Love"
Hit 'em with the "Ghetto Gospel," "Only God Can Judge"
You can catch me with the bandana 'round the head I feel like Pac aye
"All Eyez On Me" when I say "Hit 'Em Up" somebody getting (Glrttt)
"Against All Odds", that's what they "Do For Love"
Hit 'em with the "Ghetto Gospel," "Only God Can Judge Me"
[Outro]
Aye, don't forget I got the nose ring too, bitch ass nigga
Haha
On me
Sound Sound Sound
3 Side shit
Bitch
Sheesh