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