[Intro]
All the b**hes like
And all my n***as like
God damn
Yeah, yeah
Uh, Bust down b**h
Bust down b**h
[GoldLink: Verse]
Yeah, yeah
It's my face, I do whatever I want
b**hes always with me and I just keep working the trunk
Shout my n***a [?] daughter, shoutout to my son
Shout my babymama cause do everything I want
Hating a** n***as wanna talk about the set
I put a tech to ya muthaf**in' chest
Man, I can't help that I be acting so violent
But DMV n***as so reckless, I be wylin'
f** you n***as be talkin' bout?
Don't tweet about it, just be about it
Don't talk about it, just fight about it
Don't screenshot it, just write about it
f** the bullsh**, f** rap
f** n***a, you can't rap
f** you, I am rap
No hands, my gun clap
Got shooters in body mode
Can't say too much on this song I wrote
Fake n***as be doing sh** that we did first and then rap about it
Take the sh** that we wear and all of our slang and say that they live about it
Talk the sh** that we walk about and then say we fake but won't air it out
But it's cool baby, I'm fine with it
Hate and love, it's alright, isn't it?
Got gold and I got hoes, and I got friends and I got foes
Got b**hes, I got clothes
Got some guns, a whole lot of those
Got b**hes, whole pensload
Bad a** n***a with a shell toe