What we doin', nigga? Yeah
Got me different Rollie, hey
I got me different Rollies on some type shit (yeah, yeah, let's go)
I got me different Rollies and I still can't tell the time, bitch
Nigga took my flow, give it back 'cause that's my shit
Put my hands on niggas and I put it on a dyke bitch
Put the gun down, hands up, come and fight, bitch
Really wanna f*ck, but I'm chillin' on some type shit
I don't wanna hate, I gotta get it on some type shit
Brodie, I admit, niggas hatin' on some type shit
Walk around town, chasin' clout on some snake shit
Walk around town, talkin' down on some gay shit
Won't say it face to face, shit, grown-man shit
Nigga, I'm a dog, I'm a hound, I'ma get rich
And I don't wanna talk unless a nigga got a bill'
My brodie, I admit, niggas pussy on the field (pussy)
I'm tryna love a bitch, but I don't really feel (pussy)
Them niggas signed a deal for some chains and a meal
Nigga, f*ck a Hellcat, this a big-body Benz (Benz)
I'm shootin' out the trunk in my big-body Benz (Benz)
I just wanna f*ck, I don't wanna be your friend (no)
And I just wanna f*ck, I don't care you got a man (no)
My boots on the floor, denim jeans on the go (ho)
Be the first to cuff a bad bitch, kick 'em out the door (door)
These niggas do the most, actin' like some f*ckin' hoes
Creepy-ass niggas on some Dwight Howard shit (uh)
I smoke a blunt, fill the room up like a mist
I just want some head, pussy smell like a fish (ew)
A thousand for the belt just to match a f*ckin' fit
I'm a fly-ass nigga, I don't care about the trip (no)
I show you how I get it, I don't care, I don't trip
I'm four pockets full, bitch, I'm Lil Baby (four pockets)
I got a hood bitch and she lil' crazy (lil' crazy)
I'm a real nigga, I don't know too many (know too many)
My jeans from Japan, this Issey Miyake (Issey Miyake)
I'm hangin' off the heli' with a lil' Uzi (huh, bitch)
I'm crashin' out the whip, call me James Bond (crash)
She ridin' on my dick 'cause she like my songs
I'm a saucy-ass nigga, show her how I swindle (swindle)
I'm a real-ass boy, keep it real simple (simple)
I'll pull up in a 'Yota, nigga, f*ck a rental whip
I'm dolo in the stolo, you know I got me bricks
I feel like Bruce Wayne, all black in this bitch (Bruce)
I feel like Bruce Wayne with a Batman whip (what?)
I want a smart bitch, but it sound like a myth
I beat a nigga down with my own damn fists
I just want some head, I don't wanna f*ckin' kiss, no
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What we doin', nigga? Yeah
Got me different Rollie, hey
I got me different Rollies on some type shit (yeah, yeah, let's go)
I got me different Rollies and I still can't tell the time, bitch
Nigga took my flow, give it back 'cause that's my shit
Put my hands on niggas and I put it on a dyke bitch
Put the gun down, hands up, come and fight, bitch
Really wanna f*ck, but I'm chillin' on some type shit
I don't wanna hate, I gotta get it on some type shit
Brodie, I admit, niggas hatin' on some type shit
Walk around town, chasin' clout on some snake shit
Walk around town, talkin' down on some gay shit
Won't say it face to face, shit, grown-man shit
Nigga, I'm a dog, I'm a hound, I'ma get rich
And I don't wanna talk unless a nigga got a bill'
My brodie, I admit, niggas pussy on the field (pussy)
I'm tryna love a bitch, but I don't really feel (pussy)
Them niggas signed a deal for some chains and a meal
Nigga, f*ck a Hellcat, this a big-body Benz (Benz)
I'm shootin' out the trunk in my big-body Benz (Benz)
I just wanna f*ck, I don't wanna be your friend (no)
And I just wanna f*ck, I don't care you got a man (no)
My boots on the floor, denim jeans on the go (ho)
Be the first to cuff a bad bitch, kick 'em out the door (door)
These niggas do the most, actin' like some f*ckin' hoes
Creepy-ass niggas on some Dwight Howard shit (uh)
I smoke a blunt, fill the room up like a mist
I just want some head, pussy smell like a fish (ew)
A thousand for the belt just to match a f*ckin' fit
I'm a fly-ass nigga, I don't care about the trip (no)
I show you how I get it, I don't care, I don't trip
I'm four pockets full, bitch, I'm Lil Baby (four pockets)
I got a hood bitch and she lil' crazy (lil' crazy)
I'm a real nigga, I don't know too many (know too many)
My jeans from Japan, this Issey Miyake (Issey Miyake)
I'm hangin' off the heli' with a lil' Uzi (huh, bitch)
I'm crashin' out the whip, call me James Bond (crash)
She ridin' on my dick 'cause she like my songs
I'm a saucy-ass nigga, show her how I swindle (swindle)
I'm a real-ass boy, keep it real simple (simple)
I'll pull up in a 'Yota, nigga, f*ck a rental whip
I'm dolo in the stolo, you know I got me bricks
I feel like Bruce Wayne, all black in this bitch (Bruce)
I feel like Bruce Wayne with a Batman whip (what?)
I want a smart bitch, but it sound like a myth
I beat a nigga down with my own damn fists
I just want some head, I don't wanna f*ckin' kiss, no
Got me different Rollie, hey
I got me different Rollies on some type shit (yeah, yeah, let's go)
I got me different Rollies and I still can't tell the time, bitch
Nigga took my flow, give it back 'cause that's my shit
Put my hands on niggas and I put it on a dyke bitch
Put the gun down, hands up, come and fight, bitch
Really wanna f*ck, but I'm chillin' on some type shit
I don't wanna hate, I gotta get it on some type shit
Brodie, I admit, niggas hatin' on some type shit
Walk around town, chasin' clout on some snake shit
Walk around town, talkin' down on some gay shit
Won't say it face to face, shit, grown-man shit
Nigga, I'm a dog, I'm a hound, I'ma get rich
And I don't wanna talk unless a nigga got a bill'
My brodie, I admit, niggas pussy on the field (pussy)
I'm tryna love a bitch, but I don't really feel (pussy)
Them niggas signed a deal for some chains and a meal
Nigga, f*ck a Hellcat, this a big-body Benz (Benz)
I'm shootin' out the trunk in my big-body Benz (Benz)
I just wanna f*ck, I don't wanna be your friend (no)
And I just wanna f*ck, I don't care you got a man (no)
My boots on the floor, denim jeans on the go (ho)
Be the first to cuff a bad bitch, kick 'em out the door (door)
These niggas do the most, actin' like some f*ckin' hoes
Creepy-ass niggas on some Dwight Howard shit (uh)
I smoke a blunt, fill the room up like a mist
I just want some head, pussy smell like a fish (ew)
A thousand for the belt just to match a f*ckin' fit
I'm a fly-ass nigga, I don't care about the trip (no)
I show you how I get it, I don't care, I don't trip
I'm four pockets full, bitch, I'm Lil Baby (four pockets)
I got a hood bitch and she lil' crazy (lil' crazy)
I'm a real nigga, I don't know too many (know too many)
My jeans from Japan, this Issey Miyake (Issey Miyake)
I'm hangin' off the heli' with a lil' Uzi (huh, bitch)
I'm crashin' out the whip, call me James Bond (crash)
She ridin' on my dick 'cause she like my songs
I'm a saucy-ass nigga, show her how I swindle (swindle)
I'm a real-ass boy, keep it real simple (simple)
I'll pull up in a 'Yota, nigga, f*ck a rental whip
I'm dolo in the stolo, you know I got me bricks
I feel like Bruce Wayne, all black in this bitch (Bruce)
I feel like Bruce Wayne with a Batman whip (what?)
I want a smart bitch, but it sound like a myth
I beat a nigga down with my own damn fists
I just want some head, I don't wanna f*ckin' kiss, no
Writer: Edy Edouard, Emmanuel Cosentino, Guillar Testoni
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Performed By: NOT
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: Edy Edouard, Emmanuel Cosentino, Guillar Testoni