[Intro]
b*tches got their stimulus check
Now they acting like they up
ni**as hit me up online but when they see me it's a hug
No Illuminati, but you want it? Come get it in blood
If you looking for your mans b*tch come dig him out the mud
Yeah
b*tch come dig him out the mud
[Verse]
Gave him 6 feet like it's Covid
Yeah that casket deep as fu*k
Bought a section, but y'all ratchet
Section 8 all in the club
And that pussy so damn dry he gotta fu*k you in the tub
Gang, gang
b*tch it's demon time
All I really want is a peace of mind
But these hoes get addressed like it's Easter time
Can't, can't gеt along when we combine
Causе look ni**a, I don't talk. I speak, I shine
But every time I call they'll put me on speaker just to show a motherfu*ker it's me on the line
Then I hang up quick as hell, it's no pressure
Brain so good he calling me Dexter
If you wanna fu*k then show me your check stub
Play a ni**a quick like I'm the new Alexa
.223 on a AAR
Couple shots like I'm facing a bar
Hear him trying to speak through his last breath
Lowkey sound like a motherfu*king ASMR
Pull up in that "who's she?", eating sushi
With the bleu cheese, yelling out the window "Whoopty"
Who said they gon-
Whoop me
Do a b*tch nasty like-
Boosie
Play that Carter V cause that b*tch caught a 5
Bullets soaring, feeling like I'm-
Tunechi
fu*k around make me a grill cheese
All this bread and cheddar, they gon-
Sue me
All my opps is lying like they knew me
Drip so sick I'mma need that soup tea
Hit her one time with that motherfu*king Bruce Lee
Split a b*tch lacefront into a two-piece
They done sent the wrong ni**a out for blood
I'm just finna finger fu*k em with the fu*king rifle
But that ni**a is a b*tch
So the only blood he getting is a monthly cycle
Gang in this b*tch and I'm sitting on my throne
This that big dick energy
No perfume, I need cologne
She done fu*ked 9 dicks in one day
That pussy dead, okay. Poor cat, poor cat
This pussy so low mileage, when I fu*k him he scream "Corvette, corvette" (Skrrrrt)
I bet Pooh Sheisty in the crib right now like "Who the fu*k is this? Who the fu*k is you?"
The beat so sticky I'm taking your sh*t
I done turned Pooh Shiesty to Winne the Pooh
Yeah, that's how shiesty a bad b*tch get
I'll get on your beat and I'm taking your sh*t (Gimme that!)
Naw, I'm just playing, man
Shout out to bro and shout out to Durk man, you ni**as lit
But back to these hating b*tches
I can make your ni**a cum and swallow all my nut
fu*k his ass one time, make him feel special when he all up in my guts
And he could never cum in my mouth unless I got a whole lotta hiccups
I told him "No ni**a, you can't cum inside. I'm doing curbside pickups"
fu*k is you saying? Boy I'm in Japan
Every time we land they asking for a pic
You know the dress splitting up a happy home, so the dress gotta have a split
I gave a opp head and then when he came I spit it out into a dish
Then make that ni**a drink his own semen, no this semi ain't gon miss
This sh*t different, you smell that?
Inhale that sh*t
When FashionNova send me free clothes I sell that sh*t
Cause it's all about that dollar, ain't sh*t else gon entice me
Terry Crews up in White Chicks, I'm finna beat a ni**a to the white meat
They like "That's the girl that do giveaways
She too sweet to do a homicide"
Type to beat a b*tch by her mama beats, like cover ears since your daughter crying (Damn)
They don't even know I take money
Leave a dumb b*tch so demonitized
My bank account look like a lot of donuts while you b*tches can't afford an apple pie
I'll pull up with that glizzy (That glizzy)
Revolver make a ni**a dizzy (He dizzy)
Keep one low hand on that trigger (Brrrrrraah)
Then start shooting sh*t like I'm Lindsay
It's no cap under this wiggy
Ain't no love b*tch, I'm gritty
b*tch I did this for Chicago cause I'm putting on for my city
Gang