Shorty say that she about you

Tell that bitch to let you hol' something

All them boys you got around you

Boy them niggas better know something

Tell that boy to get a bag

Tell em count that shit in cash

Tell em make sure he pay the tab so I don't gotta ask

Is that yo chick

Getting fucked up tryna get hit by another man kiddd

Is that yo bitch

On the block throwing up west side, the whole trap done hit

Is that yo chick

On the gram straight lookin like Pam with another man kid

Is that yo bitch?

Why you mad? I'm the fucking man

You chose a fan, trick

Nigga what? (Nigga what)

Nigga who? (Who dat is)

We got drugs (Sauce sauce)

In the coop (Skrrrt)

Throw it up (West side,west side)

Alley oop (Ready?)

Bitch I came with the plug

And a couple of niggas that shoot

(Boop, boop, gunshot)

She just hit the back from sippin

Henny got me trippin

Nigga I be pimpin

Back to back like Scottie Pippen

I be on that bull, but you see how I'm drippin

Gorgeous Gangsta wit the hair out

Drop the top, let it air out

I ain't got time for no iffy bitch seething up niggas

Cause that's all they care about

We got it lit like a cigarette

I ain't just hot on the internet

I don't let bitches get in all they words when we talkin

Like girl are you finished yet?

Fuck was you thinking?

Quit fucking with bums

Dog who do yo banking?

Better stay woke

Stop fucking them bitches that play broke (Watch em)

Shorty say that she about you

Tell that bitch to let you hol' something

All them boys you got around you

Boy them niggas better know something

Tell that boy to get a bag

Tell em count that shit in cash

Tell em make sure he pay the tab so I don't gotta ask

Is that yo chick

Getting fucked up tryna get hit by another man kiddd

Is that yo bitch

On the block throwing up west side, the whole trap done hit

Is that yo chick

On the gram straight lookin like Pam with another man kid

Is that yo bitch?

Why you mad? I'm the fucking man

You chose a fan, trick

Man these niggas gon play them self

That nigga need some help

That nigga bad as fuck

Yeah he hard headed mama need a belt

Look at the news

Look what they choose

They thought it was gang gang

Boy I'm confused

How y'all get caught?

And ain't get the same thing?

Niggas ain't real they be frontin

Girl watch who you fucking

Guilty by association

End up like that nigga you you suckin

Man watch all these bitches you cuffing

She tell you she cumin

She burning more than them backwoods

You thought it was loving

That bitch ain't living no nigga

She just in love with the money (Yeah yeah)

Booking info, hit her dm

I think she selling that cutty (Yeah)

Nice guys pay the fee

Rich Niggas fuck for free

Don't hate on the playa

Hate on the game

I'm feeling Bleak (Ehhh)