Yeah, it's John Doe, this *** feels like some, some cilantro man, yeah Almost fell in love with the talent When I see something good I gotta have it But I kept my head, I didn't panic Should I fall back, or have at it? But you know John Doe ain't sweatin' hoes If she act a ice queen then I let it go Imagine stressin' one bitch when it's plenty moat Let all the bad bitches know that I punish hoes No drug dealin' toke, but I'm givin' notes And I'm givin' healthy servings like Cheerios Let em have a little breakfast and it's out the door Gotta leave your fans wantin' just a little more Leave em, leave em wantin' more But I got hella bars tryna show off You niggas said they actin' hard but you're so soft I can see it in your eyes that you're sentimental Niggas actin' like baiters and it's so mental That *** goin' by your skirts, have a fuckin' menstrual You should go and grow a spine, that ***'s instrumental No, not complex, just elemental If you're feelin' this, it's cause I meant to You the type to shoot up your school cause they made fun of you Oh my God, what they do? My God, what they do? I don't argue with fools cause from a long distance Can't tell the difference I stick to the track and I'm stayin' on mission Let me say it louder To get you to listen To get you to listen I did not come to make friends, no I came to stack up my bag, yo Pull up, skirt in the bags She gave me her and her bags I'll hit that *** in the bed She wants to be more than friends I did not come to make friends I came to stack up my bags Pull up, skirt in the bags She gave me her and her bags She gave me her and her bags She gave me her and her bags The flow is non-stop, shake your ass till you feel that you bout to drop I got a couple things that I wanna cop Big ass crib and a nice drop top Sassy trophy, right the light to ride cop I plan to break some bubbles when I finally pop Remind these niggas how it feels to hit pop Cause these days y'all niggas movin' real wild Y'all kill each other but you spread the real odds I plan on breaking free, I'm tryna break the box We got the keys to freedom but they hid the locks But don't you worry, still comin' for your spot No ice on my wrist cause that make it hot Easy as suede, it'll lose your top I'm standin' at the precipice, I'm scared to drop Like will my projects stand tall or will it fly? We did not come to make friends though We came to stack up our bands, yo Pull up, skirt in the bags She gave me her and her bags I'll hit that ***, it depend If she wants to be more than friends I did not come to make friends I came to stack up my bands Pull up, skirt in the bags She gave me her and her bags She gave me her and her bags She gave me her and her bags Thanks for watching!