Shitty Mfs

[Intro]
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(JB made that beat)
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[Verse]
Tryna rob me, gon' need an army (On God)
She thinkin' I'm fuckin' for the free, bitch, where them funds at? (Yeah)
Hit her from the back and have her runnin' (She runnin')
She just don't know I popped me a Perc', bitch, I ain't done yet (On God)
My nigga Bun locked (Damn)
He got out the county and came right back where the guns at (Choppers, yeah)
We still shittin' on 'em (Yeah)
They gon' be some shitty motherfuckers, I ain't done yet (On God)
Runnin' through these hoes like I'm runnin' through a check (Run through 'em)
He keep talkin' out his neck, I'ma put some money on his head (Yeah)
You know I'm runnin' through them 'bows, I done ran me up a check (A check)
Hundred bags on a jet, that shit ain't nothin' if you ain't scared (On God)
They say I need a hood trophy, so I went and bought a Rollie (Rollie)
Twenty thousand on me, know you see my pocket pokin' (Pokin')
I'm the type to fuck her, then I act like I don't know her
She ain't want me back then, now you see them bitches hopin' (On God)
Fuck an iPhone, I'm trappin' off the Motorola (Trappin')
Shout out to Ms. Tasha, I was sleepin' on the sofa (Yeah)
Young nigga, he just want a Cutlass and some floaters (Boulders)
Run off with your shit, you know Fatt Macc'll fuck you over (Yeah)
Now I'm the topic (Yeah)
No time for a bitch 'cause I be switchin' up my watches (On God)
Watch the niggas 'round you, they might be the nigga plottin' (They plottin')
I don't call her by her name 'cause I don't know, yeah, I forgot it (Damn)
They say money bring problems, you know I ain't trippin'
So I went and bought some choppers (Choppers), dare a nigga try me (On God)
Cheapest in the city, they say I'm fuckin' up the market (Low-low)
Camp at Neiman Marcus, I be fuckin' up the profit (The check)
Life like Monopoly 'cause I be gambling with my life, ho (Gamblin')
Went and bought a trunk, ain't tryna gamble with these white folks (Woah)
Yeah, I went and bought them 'cause I know you can't buy those (Yeah)
They know I be havin' style, I come out, he gon' hide the hoes
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, I pick her out and there I go (Yeah)
Two bitches all on a nigga dick, they tryna drive the boat
I hope this bitch got somewhere to stay, she talkin' 'bout take her home
Rockstar, twenty-one bitches, I feel like Post Malone (On God)