Chelsea Mav - Datpiff lyrics

[Hook] (My sh**'s crack n***a b**hes lookin at me like 'It's that n***a' I smoke dat piff and I sip that liquor Get cash quicker If it's drama my thoughts go and sit down n***a) x2 [Verse 1] Watch you gonna say with a shawty in your face Keep sleepin on me and get your body in a wake Next day: Funeral I keep your mom cryin fam Stay squeezed to the steel Hotter than a chef's frying pan Not lyin man My eyes reveal horrors These n***as b**hes like female dogs And I'm ballin while you shoppin in retail stores And all these pigs thinking that ' We so raw' And if you on your job where the f** your check See These n***as frontin need to take a step back n***as this is my block my town Get your fingers cut Off if you try to touch my crown I'm the puching hard king You peasants better bow down We all dogs run up to ya And make sure yo bow wow Keep your merchery smokin that sticky sh** I'm gettin that dirty money until I'm filthy rich [Hook] [Verse 2] n***as talkin bout how their triggas gonna shoot But I'm in control I put these n***as on mute Yo know 'I smoke And I'm so hot And I've been watchin (????) since '05' and If you have money you either floss or shine I can't get you b**h's brain off my mind And I'm still lookin for head like I lost my mind I'm kicked up It ain't nothin to toss a dime Shawty told me he is borin That's why I'm pipin While you at home sleepin, snorin So fly the b**hes say 'He is soarin' Them J's on his feet 'How does he afford em?' And if hoes are hustlin I'll probably be pimpin Either way I'm gettin bills like Cosby and Clinton I rip tracks so Skip that chit-chat Or get popped in the mouth like Tic-Tacs [Hook]