[Azizi]
You little lonely b**h
Little phony prick
n***a why so stiff?
n***a it's okay
I won't punch your face
But I got something to say
I'm tired of your lies
I'm tired of trying
They been denying
They in denial of my sense of style
It just makes me smile
Mother f**er pipe down
I see what's in front of me
And I need all of ya'll
To get the f** from we
All you shooters get the f** from we
Can everyone please step awayyyy
Back the f** up
Give me my spaaace
I switch it up real nice
Cause I'm off the ounce
Ima bounce right now
Why you n***as throwing salt tonight
Do forget who put you on
You ain't up on the one(?)
Sorry you ain't on the list tonight
Just trill n***as trill b**hes on the spot
And we going up tonight
Don't let life go to waste sh** face
Yeah we getting turnt tonight
Lets be gooone
No lets stay here
We'll chill for a bit
We'll have one drink
f** it lets get ripped
I won't be looong
I must keep goooing
This sh**s anoooying
Better watch your tooone
Headed straight for the throne
Got my gun to your dooome
Maaan, I'm tired of you b**h a** mother f**ers trying to say I ain't got style
Daaamn
Now you want to ride my dick
Please make up your mind
Daaamn
Your b**h tip toed over here in jordans
Ima take her a** down
She said, "Z, will you wait for me?"
I said, "Okay... Psych!"
b**h i'm leaving then I'm gone
And I ain't never coming back
I ain't got time for the bullsh**
I say that on all my tracks
I don't give a f** who you are or what you rep
You n***as ain't real
You meals
We gon' have a feast to that (x3)