[Intro]
(Your boy Eli)
[Verse]
ni**a hit Phipps got Christian Dior
Brand new Saint Laurent
What the fu*k you think we on?
Keep that tech, yeah thats' where I'm from
Walk around with a big gun
ni**as be out here [?]
ni**as be looking at me sideways
Big bullets, tons
Bullets and [?]
Real big bullets, my sh*t shoot like a missile
It's a pistol but still do ya and don't make me have to use it
All my boys gon' get that guap, ni**as stack money, count it up no issue
All my boys gon' get to the top, next time you see me it'll prolly' be on Hulu
Real witch thot and she do voodoo
Yall ni**as softer than some noodles
Bad lil' b*tch, fu*k her doggy style, poodle
And I'll draw on you, make art work, doodle
Can't never be no fool though
Can't never be no tool, I just keep a real big pistol
You ni**as real been big hoes, all yall ni**as really just been big hoes
I can't ever fu*k with those, can't even by my foes
ni**a, who the fu*k is you?
Who the fu*k is you?
Who the fu*k is you?
Who the fu*k is you?
Who the fu*k is you?
Who the fu*k is you?
Cry me a river
sh*t, bloody your bullets
fu*k all the tension
Shawty wanna' be in my [?]
She sent me nudies
I got a new deal and they knew this
Showed me her titties
su*k on her b**bies