I'm sittin' with Drake Heard bitches got mad when the done came New money comin' through, baby make quick I don't know why these gally wanna act hard But them love tar I'ma show dumb hoes how the things far Shots fresh, compressed, aiming for your heart And I'ma pop to as nothing left in the barrel Gally can't sing like they sing in Christmas carols Ain't no gal that be realer than me Made it out the hood where my niggas killin' for pea KKK, kings killin' kings for free Mad ting, my own family, Triton against me, that's a sad ting But I won't cry, *** em, never trust em till I die They a problem but I'm problematic, look but never try Yo they hate me for helpin' them And it hurts when I think about the ting still Cause they move like I ain't come up off the same mill Like I don't know how baggin' up a brick feel before I sign this big deal Swear this ***'s real, stay down till you come up Stay down, yeah, stay trill Money in the back, cash in the till Properties I'ma build upon Jamaican Hill I see them pussies straight fire, yeah Me and them black class scream aye, yeah, yeah Give me the place, give me the time Me got the killis, them yes by my side, yeah Aye, yeah, yeah Straight shots through the sky, yeah, yeah Badder than them, look for my eye Got the real killis, them on my side Don't panic, done got the autotidematic Bitches want war, bring the devil, let em back it Claiming they in shock, why they shaking like my rabbit? Cause they know I'm a boss like niggas do black magic Anyhow this bitch slip like nipples on Miss Janice Whole squad getting robbed like him did in Paris London back to Brum Brum, where me come from? From Jamaica to Kingston, that's on me island You and me at the King Kong, them a sing song Beat my chest like a drum, watch it, all of them a run Loving them, push them off a bridge like me push me plane Sending shots, tell em come again, me not afraid of them Bad mind, I kill the pussy them, *** the wall of them Young Marauder, dead for hunger, then walk, I'm beg friends Bitch, I'm lit, hundred milli ***, dweller on my wrist I'm a boss, if I ain't eating, then none of you niggas *** How you hate me is crazy, I still don't understand I'm your ***ing little sis, what happens to gang gang? Yo, it's mad, but I'm focused on the bag, jet lag At the same damn time, I had to bury my tag Bitch, I'm bad and my heart cold, but far from an *** Walking through the valley of the shadow of death Vampires tryna suck me from the back of my neck There ain't no power in your tongue, so you can't block my step I see them pussies straight fire, yeah Make them black clout scream, aye, aye, aye Give me the place, give me the time Me got the killies them, yes, by my side Yeah, ooh, aye, aye, aye Straight shots through the sky, aye, aye Badder than them, look for my eye Got the real killies them, on my side I'm bagging up a brick, yo, before I say this, ayy, ayy, ayy