Ok like give me neck
That's a bet
Shooting off like Boba Fett
On her breast, ew
Oh my, oh my
It's a mess, no kill Tec
But I pull bitch like where you at
Not a threat
Nigga shit I'm just like
Bands, get your bands up
Niggas fake, acting fans for the camera
Run your fade, ice your mans
Get your mans up
What I say
Bitch you chanced, your one chance up
Shit I'm like, shit I'm like, shit I'm like
Look at you, like what have you done
Look at you, like what have you done
Look at you, like what have you done
Look at you, like what have you done
Look at you, like what have you done
Look at you, like what have you
Look, look, look
Nigga I'm gone, I want the throne
I will not loaf in the back
Niggas all clones, why they all clones
Why they cant make they own raps
I wanna bone, yea I wanna bone
But shawty act like she all that
Just wait till she hear all my raps
Then tell her I'm not coming back
Ha-ha