[ Featuring Big Skrill ]
These white men are dangerous
Spark it up and hit the wood I bet it punch back
Everybody around me swinging sticks I need an Ump hat
Quick to leave a bitch on read like she's a Trump hat
Bro gon' get it in and get it off it's just a touch pass
Motor boat her while she count my money boy we love racks
I be sticking to the pape I'm like a thumb tack
Rockin' Fendi F's remind me when I used to flunk class
How the f*ck her brain good but ass is dumb fat ?
I guess she half stupid, bilingual, cash fluent
Bitch if you love me take my name and tattoo it
Bape shark hoodie zip it up I'm half human
Tried to tell us no guns in the club but brody stashed two in
Right pocket a casket I be walking around with dead guys
Left pocket I'm packin' up that bitch and let some lead fly
All these blues I'm flashing I might f*ck around and let some bread fly
Boy he bet not crash it bro just sped off in a red eye
That's a striker, he ain't sparing shit, but we ain't bowling (SHIT)
It's a striker if them people asking it ain't stolen
Breaking news he can't f*ck with me and trust me that boy know it
Raking blues what these strippers do I take my cash and throw it
Brody take his trap and blow it
I be quick as flash with motion
All these pretty bitches around me I feel like I'm pageant holding (FUCK)
Funny bitches call me daddy had no dad when I was growing
Stunting like my daddy I get money off that verse
There's so many to ways get it how your pockets always hurt
Mr never trust a bitch I been this way since my own birth
Every bitch that did me wrong I'm spinning back to do em worse
Huh
Walking round with casket money on me let he dare try
Bro thought he was tough but that's some shit I cannot verify
Walk up like it's cracking I'm the one you gon' be dead by
You 24 still living at your mommas who you led by
You ain't never had a chance to go and let some led fly
You ain't never did no shit before I seen dead guys
Sliding in that nyeum tryna find out where your Head lies
If you want some smoke I got some shit that'll make your chest rise
Big stepper boy I keep cracking up the earth
Know you wanna be big harm but you could never do the work
Ever since that BNE my brain been too stuck on alert
Boy your ass is gonna die you try to hit me with some dirt
Grab my gun and let it jerk
Like I'm Guts I go Berserk
I can never trust nobody cause she went and left me hurt
Boy you talk a awful lot but got no weight to all your worth
You the type buy a water gun and never let it squirt
Bitch
IPhones and these socials turning everybody killers
Only time they be outside is when they outside making trillers
Everything I say is doper than the fiends served by the dealers
Every gun inside my crib is bout as big as lil Jade Miller
Chauncey Skrillups through a lob I think it's time to up the score
I'm Harm Gretzkii off the court but I been sliding in the post
Heard they tried count me out but I ain't washed up like I'm Krove
Everybody wanna be us but we both already known
F*ck my ex man she a hoe
Her new man ain't coming close
He can't shoot the shit I shoot and he can't blow the guns I blow
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I should of left your candy ass laying in that door
