Man, and the bitches, oh God!
The bitches,
yo,
they do anything for this bitch!
She's really about, Rach Mod.
The star and I tell world.
The star world and know world.
I put on for star world.
Uh,
tell my fans that the world is over.
Star world bitches taking over.
That niggas bitches checking tickets to me on the under.
Don't know nobody name, know nobody number.
I don't save numbers, ain't important to me.
So if I sell your number, you important to me.
I'm in it for the money,
not attention to my fingers.
They itching,
they itching,
they itching to the money.
I'm getting in a one way fight with my niggas around
trip for these bitches so we can * up again.
I cut down on the service,
say hello to Miss Kitty.
Better watch your bitch if I'm about to perform in your city.
If she go go,
I'll probably let the bitch spend the night.
But if she bunk, I'ma give that bitch 2.5.
I got a problem with money,
I got a habit of spending.
I got a problem with bitches,
I got a habit of pimping.
With the jail made bill, touchdown the cartel.
On the real free, yeah yeah.
I'm knowing how you feel.
Keep shooters all around me, lock and loaded.
Cause that be y'alls dope, really loaded.
Shout out my brother Doody.
If I need a job done, he on duty.
Nigga, come to my city, better lock in.
Or get your bitch ass treated like a octi and * him.
Back to the bitches.
DJ hit my line like my bitch got one for you and the riches.
Now I'm back on tour.
Hopefully I scored.
Pulled up to the pen toilet,
hop on board and I'm taxing.
Went bad on the bitch for relaxing.
No days off, bitch, we trapping.
And we rolling.
She was rolling, came home, pussy swelling.
Niggas face still hoeing.
Asked her mom if I asked her to you
kiss your mama with that nasty mouth.
You know I * with the meth.
That blood connects.
Who flood the jets?
Who flood the rest?
If it's the ass on my chest,
it's for slaving,
not saving hoes.
Options got me selling and giving the weight hoes.
I do it for pesos, replace, don't chase hoes.
Tired of renegades,
I'm like who the * made those?
Who want whoever popping cause they see they nigga talking.
That's what got the bitch watching
how I'm rocking and get it popping.
Bro, you can do the *** and I'm just messing.
Flexing on niggas,
sending bitches the wrong direction.
Tip and deception.
First place for I treat bitches like
whores and I don't want them anymore.
I never seen her before,
but she's checking my fresh cause I'm a
saucy individual that came out the West.
Two chicken heads in the coop.
Rock up like ain't your name goop.
On the block rolling so they know I'm rapping the truth.
From the block to the booth.
Booth to the block.
I just tell it how I live.
Special shout out to my knocks.
4am me and Mr. Slap in the lab going.
Bitch, your text will come home.
I text back like you annoying.
I'm trying to make it out.
You want me in and not delay me.
She said I'm sad.
He repeating D-Lo, you play me.
Blame the hood that raised me.
The bitch can't change me.
I ain't made it yet,
but Ron Master still amaze me.
Airshaw Rock.
My niggas go cray.
Yelling free Tim Jr. and free rocking that's great.
Five year probate.
I got labeled a felon.
My brother Sikki found out.
His best friend really telling.
I'm the man.
I'm the middle man.
Can I who in between?
Told Bam take the package.
He like bro, this
is a team.
Instagram will perfect the gram still cream.
Charlie got the juice.
You know,
we taxing on the lean.
Instagram will perfect the gram still cream.
Charlie Wiley.
I did
you know he tagging on the lean.
My Jimmy wack every day last week.
Understand?
It's time that times a damn.
Don't * out of here.
I tell you what's up.
I know damn well ain't nobody's.
Chuck your shriveled up dick.