Bitch, you know I'm the shit, and I'm a die real
I'm on probation, but I'ma keep this fire still
Talkin' crazy on them songs, all your opps alive still
Even if it's a hundred against me, I ain't bye-bye, bitch
Grand theft auto, bitch, I'm ridin' in a f*ckin' stolo
5% tint, best believe that shit low-low
Talkin' crazy on my name, but you still in my flow-flow
Snowbunny set you up, just for some coco
Bitch, I'm f*ckin' hoes in my Audi, this a thot car
And we got artillery, bitch, this a hot car
Rock out with this Glock, best believe I'm a Glock star
And I'm really drug-abusing, bitch, I'm a rock star
Don't try to call my phone, bitch, you gon' get the dial-tone
Came here by myself, and best believe I'ma die alone
Bitch, I'm a one-man army, I'ma ride alone
If it ain't about the business, bitch, don't call my phone
Bitch, that weird shit, get your ass X'd out
She ain't wanna look my way, said she wanna give me neck now
Wasnt f*ckin with me last year wanna have sex now
My music for the streets, bitch, I ain't tryna bless the crowd
Bitch, you know I'm the shit, and I'm a die real
I'm on probation, but I'ma keep this fire still
Talkin' crazy on them songs, all your opps alive still
Even if it's a hundred against me, I ain't bye-bye, bitch
Grand theft auto, I was thuggin' before I grew hair on my balls
I had a goal, get the money, diamonds, and them clothes and cars
He was hatin' on my rap, but he scared to post a song
He said he hangin' with them killers, I will never see him along
Man, I got a short bitch, remindin' me of Nia Long
That ain't even really my bitch, don't know why I put that in the song
Man, I really enjoy life, even though I'm livin' wrong
Ayy, I might just step in a suit, bitch, you know I'm standin' on business
Ayy, had that boy run about his life, bitch, you know I'm all about fitness
Ayy, layin' in the body fluids, ayy, shot his ass all in the kidney
Ayy, I got options from Monday to Sunday, bitch, you ain't gotta pick me
Ayy, man, I ain't rap like that in a lil minute
I'ma show y'all what the f*ck it is, bitch
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Bitch, you know I'm the shit, and I'm a die real
I'm on probation, but I'ma keep this fire still
Talkin' crazy on them songs, all your opps alive still
Even if it's a hundred against me, I ain't bye-bye, bitch
Grand theft auto, bitch, I'm ridin' in a f*ckin' stolo
5% tint, best believe that shit low-low
Talkin' crazy on my name, but you still in my flow-flow
Snowbunny set you up, just for some coco
Bitch, I'm f*ckin' hoes in my Audi, this a thot car
And we got artillery, bitch, this a hot car
Rock out with this Glock, best believe I'm a Glock star
And I'm really drug-abusing, bitch, I'm a rock star
Don't try to call my phone, bitch, you gon' get the dial-tone
Came here by myself, and best believe I'ma die alone
Bitch, I'm a one-man army, I'ma ride alone
If it ain't about the business, bitch, don't call my phone
Bitch, that weird shit, get your ass X'd out
She ain't wanna look my way, said she wanna give me neck now
Wasnt f*ckin with me last year wanna have sex now
My music for the streets, bitch, I ain't tryna bless the crowd
Bitch, you know I'm the shit, and I'm a die real
I'm on probation, but I'ma keep this fire still
Talkin' crazy on them songs, all your opps alive still
Even if it's a hundred against me, I ain't bye-bye, bitch
Grand theft auto, I was thuggin' before I grew hair on my balls
I had a goal, get the money, diamonds, and them clothes and cars
He was hatin' on my rap, but he scared to post a song
He said he hangin' with them killers, I will never see him along
Man, I got a short bitch, remindin' me of Nia Long
That ain't even really my bitch, don't know why I put that in the song
Man, I really enjoy life, even though I'm livin' wrong
Ayy, I might just step in a suit, bitch, you know I'm standin' on business
Ayy, had that boy run about his life, bitch, you know I'm all about fitness
Ayy, layin' in the body fluids, ayy, shot his ass all in the kidney
Ayy, I got options from Monday to Sunday, bitch, you ain't gotta pick me
Ayy, man, I ain't rap like that in a lil minute
I'ma show y'all what the f*ck it is, bitch
I'm on probation, but I'ma keep this fire still
Talkin' crazy on them songs, all your opps alive still
Even if it's a hundred against me, I ain't bye-bye, bitch
Grand theft auto, bitch, I'm ridin' in a f*ckin' stolo
5% tint, best believe that shit low-low
Talkin' crazy on my name, but you still in my flow-flow
Snowbunny set you up, just for some coco
Bitch, I'm f*ckin' hoes in my Audi, this a thot car
And we got artillery, bitch, this a hot car
Rock out with this Glock, best believe I'm a Glock star
And I'm really drug-abusing, bitch, I'm a rock star
Don't try to call my phone, bitch, you gon' get the dial-tone
Came here by myself, and best believe I'ma die alone
Bitch, I'm a one-man army, I'ma ride alone
If it ain't about the business, bitch, don't call my phone
Bitch, that weird shit, get your ass X'd out
She ain't wanna look my way, said she wanna give me neck now
Wasnt f*ckin with me last year wanna have sex now
My music for the streets, bitch, I ain't tryna bless the crowd
Bitch, you know I'm the shit, and I'm a die real
I'm on probation, but I'ma keep this fire still
Talkin' crazy on them songs, all your opps alive still
Even if it's a hundred against me, I ain't bye-bye, bitch
Grand theft auto, I was thuggin' before I grew hair on my balls
I had a goal, get the money, diamonds, and them clothes and cars
He was hatin' on my rap, but he scared to post a song
He said he hangin' with them killers, I will never see him along
Man, I got a short bitch, remindin' me of Nia Long
That ain't even really my bitch, don't know why I put that in the song
Man, I really enjoy life, even though I'm livin' wrong
Ayy, I might just step in a suit, bitch, you know I'm standin' on business
Ayy, had that boy run about his life, bitch, you know I'm all about fitness
Ayy, layin' in the body fluids, ayy, shot his ass all in the kidney
Ayy, I got options from Monday to Sunday, bitch, you ain't gotta pick me
Ayy, man, I ain't rap like that in a lil minute
I'ma show y'all what the f*ck it is, bitch
Writer: Mookie Yungin
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