Verse 1: Only thing I'm handing is pink slips Not the one's with fur, got the ones you cop when you ain't sh** Got ya Honda Accord I'm sitting strapped w/ the 9x19's in A6 Let the chrome tip ace this Shotgun in shotgun 6 O's to cop me a hot one Y'all n***as front like you got one Y'all n***as scared just to co*k one I make a rack just to stand with you Just a stack and you handled Who on that channel like water waves? b**h you cancelled like happy days Hook: Why these n***as wanna be my enemy Why these n***as faking like they friending me Why these b**hes f** these n***as thinking when they sending me Guess I gotta murder all them hoes, hoes Verse 2: Only thing I'm counting on is commas on my dollas Got some crips out in the front you gotta call before you call us
All tea no shade hun b**h, you best be payed hun Since day one, been A1 And I ain't talking bout the steak um Steak sauce, Wrist frost Bake these n***as I'm the cake boss Catching bodies like a cheer coach I gotta cook these n***as, it's a mere poach I'm in the whip Y'all n***as Uber everywhere I'm racking Benji's and Tubmans Y'all n***as barely anywhere Hook: Why these n***as wanna be my enemy Why these n***as faking like they friending me Why these b**hes f** these n***as thinking when they sending me I guess I gotta murder all them hoes, hoes Closing: Why these n***as wanna be my enemy Why these n***as faking like they friending me Why these b**hes wanna be my enemy Guess I gotta murder all them hoes Get away from me If you ain't real get away from me (x4)