Verse 1:
Only thing I'm handing is pink slips
Not the one's with fur, got the ones you cop when you ain't sh**
Got ya Honda Accord
I'm sitting strapped w/ the 9x19's in A6
Let the chrome tip ace this
Shotgun in shotgun
6 O's to cop me a hot one
Y'all n***as front like you got one
Y'all n***as scared just to co*k one
I make a rack just to stand with you
Just a stack and you handled
Who on that channel like water waves?
b**h you cancelled like happy days
Hook:
Why these n***as wanna be my enemy
Why these n***as faking like they friending me
Why these b**hes
f** these n***as thinking when they sending me
Guess I gotta murder all them hoes, hoes
Verse 2:
Only thing I'm counting on is commas on my dollas
Got some crips out in the front you gotta call before you call us
All tea no shade hun
b**h, you best be payed hun
Since day one, been A1
And I ain't talking bout the steak um
Steak sauce, Wrist frost
Bake these n***as I'm the cake boss
Catching bodies like a cheer coach
I gotta cook these n***as, it's a mere poach
I'm in the whip
Y'all n***as Uber everywhere
I'm racking Benji's and Tubmans
Y'all n***as barely anywhere
Hook:
Why these n***as wanna be my enemy
Why these n***as faking like they friending me
Why these b**hes
f** these n***as thinking when they sending me
I guess I gotta murder all them hoes, hoes
Closing:
Why these n***as wanna be my enemy
Why these n***as faking like they friending me
Why these b**hes wanna be my enemy
Guess I gotta murder all them hoes
Get away from me
If you ain't real get away from me (x4)