[Intro]
Fa-fa, fft-pee, gang
(Sensei, I hate you)
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm-mmm, uh
[Chorus]
Don't hit my phone if you on some dumb sh*t
fu*k your ho from the back, damn, shawty bussin'
That boy went pale when I seen him in public
I know some Alias shooters, they bustin'
Spent a band on these Dior pants or something
Your b*tch on her hands and knees, she su*kin'
But I ain't a ho, what you tryna do though?
Wake up in the AM and pourin' up two fours
I feel like Kobe Bryant 'cause I got two .4's
I'm getting my bands up, long live Veno
Took shots at the opps, feelin' like a free throw
I'm a limitless shooter, I'm shooting from deep though
Want a feature from me, ni**a, it ain't for free though
I'm getting my chips, ni**a, no Fritos
Shout out my brothers, they bringing in kilos
These ni**as be squares like the pizzas at Lеdo's
[Verse]
If I pass you the stick, is you really gon' blow that b*tch?
Said he got a tool but hе never show that sh*t
We pop out at the show and we turn up that b*tch
These ni**as be mad, they b*tch turn up my disc
He flexin' on the 'Gram, we make him a lick
These ni**as be fans, they just asked for a pic
Made a lot of new friends, I ain't ask for that sh*t
But mama always told me, "Rack it up"
I'ma get me a bad ass b*tch and I'ma sack it up
Mixtape trash, ni**a need to wrap it up
Spend a lot of money, ni**a, gotta add it up
If a ni**a act funny, then he gettin' cut
I'm destined for this sh*t, ni**a, this ain't luck
Your b*tch buss on my tip, ni**a, when she su*k
Shawty wanna fu*k on me because I'm up
Glock 19 lay his ass down like a rug
[Chorus]
Don't hit my phone if you on some dumb sh*t
fu*k your ho from the back, damn, shawty bussin'
That boy went pale when I seen him in public
I know some Alias shooters, they bustin'
Spent a band on these Dior pants or something
Your b*tch on her hands and knees, she su*kin'
But I ain't a ho, what you tryna do though?
Wake up in the AM and pourin' up two fours
I feel like Kobe Bryant 'cause I got two .4's
I'm getting my bands up, long live Veno
Took shots at the opps, feelin' like a free throw
I'm a limitless shooter, I'm shooting from deep though
Want a feature from me, ni**a, it ain't for free though
I'm getting my chips, ni**a, no Fritos
Shout out my brothers, they bringing in kilos
These ni**as be squares like the pizzas at Ledo's