[Chorus] Off the way I look Think i'm selling dope I just hit that chick like whoa I just hit that chick like whoa Not your business Hit the door Wanna win But you too slow Wanna try me, cannot try me Ain't no toy from out the store Wanna box Get your thot You talk too much Talk a lot Want bank Need that stank Get your b**h In the way On the way I ain't fake To the grave SOE [Verse] I'm bouta lose it I swear that you acting You n***as is b**hes like Anne Jackie Hathaway Man with the force I drop and they back away Repeatingly sh**ted on n***as like laxative Pack what you lack like a lunchable All of this off, "I don't love her though" I listen to me in the whip like a conscious Think you can box me Imagination funny Go against me i'ma body you Triple the H The more I go up they triple the hate She blocking the vision she gotta go away Tryna find how I do it you open your ways That is the app Pull up the gas Pull out the pack Your hoe on my back She f** in the front She know what I want You faking the funk Like what's up with that? Hoe, you see how I roll b**h, nowhere to go Gotta rewind all the flow (play it back) I got you cornered like Kruger I cannot f** with you newbies We hit it off in an uber That was your girl what you doing 3 blunts got me ga**ed up See that b**h yeah she pa**ed up What's the score guess I pa**ed ya She not bi swear she acting [Chorus]