[Verse 1]
Stay safe, fully loaded choppa, n***a I'm eating steak
All you hoes snakes in the gra**, I got to cut my sh**
You was ridin' with me on the bus, now you talkin' sh**
Never been a lame, that's on my mama, yeah they know my name
Taylor Blood way before Cuban, yeah I been the same
That's when I was beatin' little b**hes, now I'm getting dough
Yeah, so this tech gotta greet you hoe
Only see me out if I'm gettin' paid for a show
Bands in my pocket, not on my head, cuz you hoes broke
b**hes wanna fight, ain't got no life, get yo mind right
b**h get out yo feelings talkin' hard like a f**in' dyke
Man this sh** so easy I be doin' it while I'm sleepy
Poppin' pills gettin' geeky
Never been a sellout, get a shoot I go to BelAir
40 with the dick, so you know my sh** stand out
Bad yellow b**h, I ain't neva got no handouts
[Hook]
Say they on my head, they ain't drop sh**
Ratchet a** weave, that's a mopstick
Have my n***a at yo crib on some hot sh**
Steady screamin' f** the opps b**h
[Verse 2]
f** a opp b**h, you a broke b**h
You ain't got sh**, you ain't doin' sh**
You ain't hittin' licks
You ain't gettin' rich, you a sad b**h
On the gram, you a mad b**h
If I see you you a target
You and that retarded b**h, I'll spit on you with them dirty shoes
Yeah b**h, yo n***a always f**in' choose
I be with k**ers, they ain't got sh** to lose
Fake a** rappin' b**h, you be buyin' views
Slide down with them poles, have you on the news
Playin' crazy, playin' roles have you on the news
Heard you tellin' on yo n***as, why they wearin' blues?
Never told a soul, I been countin' blues
[Hook]
Say they on my head, they ain't drop sh**
Ratchet a** weave, that's a mopstick
Have my n***a at yo crib on some hot sh**
Steady screamin' f** the opps b**h