[Intro]
(Ringing)
I'm working
(Ringing)
Can't y'all n***as see that I' working
(*Phone Slams*)
[Verse 1:]
I'm working on getting better not faster
Got tired of my n***as being the working cla**
So I got off my a** cuz
Sorry that I had to add cuz
You the best my bad cuz
I'm the best that don't add up
I don't feel. You never had touch
Don't be mad 'cause
I rock like Plain White Tees
Problem n***a then fight me
You Soft like Ice Tea
Get a white girl like Cocoa, get a hard up
And give her caramel mocha just like Starbucks
s** it never bite me
Boy, we pop like acne. *Pop**Pop**Pop* at your back knee
I'm that G who's asking, questions
Think your raps were best he's sick came down with infection
Let me check it quick
Sike YEET
Rats die right after the rats plea
Dank got me smelling like cat pee
White girl Becky Suzy Ashlee
Friends with Tylesha, never ever try Kiesha
I'll leave you smoked like fire Reefer
Number one n***a one my side keep 'em
Old top 5 sitting on the bleachers
Popping pieces not two fingers
So high you touch me get fouled for reaching
You ain't flipping keys boy you ain't Alicia
Claim to spit ether you don't do that either
Boy you softer than a slice of pizza
But watch how I top it
I'm the f**ing trending topic when you n***as done talking
About the n***as at the top *b**h*
And your heart keeps stopping
Pants keep dropping 'cause the cash keep coming
"Hard to understand me cause my jaw keep locking"
f** that talking don't start that talking
No-doubt I expanded my options
f** your lady say he never hit it he just grazed me
Biscuits and gravy
Pull down them drawers then I get to popping
Big daddy, she call me pappi
I don't play these f**ing games
You'd piss yourself if I said your name
It'd be disrespect to myself if I say your name
Pistol whip you take off your face
Yellow line stay in your line
Columbine going *click**click* *bang*
n***a, f** a chorus
Getting cold J's just like Boris
Peel off just like an orange
Goldie locks ill still do anything for porridge
One night I'll sip and pour it
*Riff* *Riff* when sh** gets distorted
Your life ain't really sh**. You're twisted and you know it
I'm about mine give a f** about yours
Sipping on dirty. n***a never do chores
b**h coming around flirting she must be a who*e
Talking that sh** to my speakers my speakers just roar
And your sh** just bubble
Where the f** were you when I was in trouble
Feelin' sorry for your f**ing mother
Hurry up and buy (Hurry up and buy) get the f** out of my store
Making these b**hes impatient
Like Kane when he dropped the f**ing 40
On the f**ing floor Yeah (Hurry up and buy)
Get the f** out of here
Imma keep it 100 you know it
That's the Muh f**ing score. That's the Muh f**ing score
Im the Muh f**ing boy. FYT n***a you know it
You f**ing up boy
Man I can't control this sh** its like...
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah
Imma keep it 100
That's the Muh f**ing score
Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah
Imma keep it 100
That's the Muh f**ing score