Song after song, wonder what I'm doing wrong
Texts from yo bitch, i just choose not to respond
They just might say I'm greedy
Homies flippin birds like tweety
They see this kid beastly, I don't f*ck with them peace treaties
Bodies been stacking, cash I been racking up
How they gone say that im regular
Y'all niggas fake like embezzler
Professional like a wrestler
Way too hot check his temperature
I do not mind them competitors, they see me stepping up
I been, I been
Bad bitch, type thick
She see, my drip
Smoke that, good shit
Now she, on a trip
No words, no script
Blue check, blue strips
New check, blue strips
I do not mind all the fakes
I just move the f*ck away
See how the game been decayed
I see my place poker face
A1 with the ace
I might just go to space
No rocket baby
Heart in a locket baby
I be the plug no socket baby
Kid on the move you can't stop it baby
Hold up, rewind
I could give you dick in meantime
Eventually you gone be mine
You know I been cravin the feline
I just wanna hit her from behind
Know the kid buzzing like a bee hive
Yeah lil mama we gon' be fine
I been, I been
Bad bitch, type thick
She see, my drip
Smoke that, good shit
Now she, on a trip
No words, no script
Blue check, blue strips
New check, blue strips