I don't really like to talk, no, I don't wanna speak Yo, you jumpin' on my trail, get off my meet I was down bad, now I'm back up on my feet You ain't got a bag, you can't get a feat Got your bitch tryna kick it like she Bruce Lee She just want me for that bag, you can't use me You ain't tryna get no motion, but you sleep Came through slime with a shimmy, we just too deep We be stayin' out the way, we on beef And your bitch lookin' with me, say she like my teeth I'm a gorilla in a coupe like I'm Chief Keef Blew up in his route, you in disbelief Take your bitch and beat her down like she was my child And your bitch gon' wanna *** when she see me smile You know we dripped out, we steppin' out in style Some of my bitches from the jungle, yeah, they livin' wild Some of my bitches from the jungle, yeah, they livin' crazy I am not no Justin Bieber, bitch, you can't be my baby When we poppin', I'd better hide your lady Smokin' Zion, sippin' drink, got me movin' lazy Smokin' Zion, sippin' drink, got my eyes low You passin' through the schools on you, better rise low And we brought that ticket up, I need about five more When that bitch get that check, then it's time to go Man, your bitch gon' hit her knees when she see that 20 If you talkin' bout that cheese, nigga, I got plenty Bad bitch, she out the city, put her up to the city Put her swervin' in a coupe, look me in, *** me in When it come to movin' pigeons, countin' chickens, I got plenty If you want a bowl of C230, meet me at the Denny's I just need a pergola in the wild, I don't want no dog Wearin' tight, let's hope I don't get stopped with this 36 I might not balance it, I don't ride no Fendi Louis Loafers ridin' cracker, I won't even crack a smile Streets done get me dirty, hurt me, mama, look how they did your child Ascension to the sky, I don't even lie, you better check my file Uh, been out tryin' to test my penance, I'm Bel-Air, I'm Big Lieutenant Just tryin' to dial, I ain't the one, I'm startin' to feel offended Y'all can keep the bitch, just tryin' to hop on any, bein' shredded Pull up on the side of that car and, pfft, someone call a medic Ran up all this fire, I'm frontin' head to top, just watch, I said it I'm still pushin', Lord, got 17 bows in here, light jet, they ready Thought I was done, but I'm still goin', and this *** don't end If that work don't lock up with that wrist, then put your shoulder in If that *** ain't purple when I piss, then go ahead, pour again If that ride don't work, I'll hide, think back to the stroll again