b**h I heard, b**h I heard
b**h I heard, b**h I heard
I done seen this b**hes turn they backs
These n***as turn to rats
You a real live p**y but we ain’t getting into that
You don’t know what you getting into then fall back
I know im all that
Yo n***a can’t get a call back
You ain’t really bout no pressure and I know you be bluffin
Got a name off a name you a one hit wonder
Treat these hoes like they n***as they ain’t know I was coming
If you left then its f** you I don’t know you in public
All yo business is public
All my b**hes is thugging
None of these n***as I’m cuffing if it ain't money I don’t want it
b**h I spend time to get time and you gets nothing
I’m probably in yo city with that sh** bout to flood it
You can talk that tuff sh** but we know you a hoe
p**y in the streets but a gangster in the studio
I don’t want yo n***a
Got the head then I was moving on
You can talk all you want but still gon have to prove it tho
You gone make a scene I got clips lets make a movie hoe
Up and ain't hit sh** b**h what you shooting for
I know you not with the sh**s so what you wasting bullets on bullet holes will leave yo whip clip full of those
These half stepping a** hoes they ain't humble
Get a lil bit of money try to ball then they fumble
Soon as they see a check they gon act like they love you
Soon as they blow that they gon have to recover
Soon as I blow mine im gon make that sh** double aye
This b**h funny no money dick s**ing
b**h all that hating sh** it ain't gon work out
You ain't never make 10 bands girl you perked out yeah I’m out in cali with the plugs? you at home f**ed up still mad at the world
I’m big boss ain't sh** talking you a little a** girl got these little n***as fooled all you got is yo word
b**h I heard
b*tch I heard, b*tch I heard
b*tch I heard
All you got is your word
b*tch I heard
SOB:
Money on my head n***a come and knock it off
b**h yo n***a taking orders cause that n***a not a boss
Hunnid rounds in that drum ill gladly drop it off do a skit while I’m sober I ain't popping nothing at all
My partners want me dead I ain't going for that sh**
Got my ears to the streets
Got me loading up my clips
4 5 ones? Leave a hole out yo hip
Pillow talking to that b**h like I don’t know bout that sh**
You can talk that tuff sh** but I know what you about p**y n***a send the addy I can’t wait till I get out
God I pray you take me in cause they tryna take me out but I’m deep up in this sh** so motherf**er say for route
b**h you with it or you not make yo lil a** choice
I'm a motherf**ing boss you a little a** boy
Heard y’all still toting ? them some little a** toys ??
On that chop thats a little a** boy
b**h
Way less talk and more actions with a gang full of shooters b**h no practice
Lil bro sending hoes
n***a no taxes
Buss that b**h from the back I’m a known bad dread head ? and he won’t go for none gang full of knuckle heads and they love to shoot for fun give a task to my mans and I bet he get it done whole gang move is one so we never one on one b**h