Bitch, I don't need you, one slip-up, you fired (Damazin Beats)
Count a sixty in her face to remind her
She said money don't impress her, she a liar
But shit, fuck it, I was just gon' try to buy her (Fuck it)
Miss my head hunter, this one lame nigga wifed her
I'm sick, I can't lie, that neck was fire
Hoes that was mean all the sudden got nicer
Big thirty hangin' on the pole like a flyer (Ayy)
Racks in these Amiris got these bitches fittin' tighter, huh
Put a bag on your head like a hiker
Shout out Swan, he a fool with that rider
Testin' cards, I just swiped my son a box of diapers
Catch a body, then I'm stabbin' off, Michael Myers (Skrrt)
She suckin' dick for hours, this might be an all-nighter (All night)
You brag about shit I did as a minor (Lil' nigga)
On the road strapped up like a biker (I'm strapped)
Tryna get in hoes' head, I don't wanna fuck 'em (Good)
I know she don't love me, she just wanna bubble
Caught an opp, he tried to shake my hand, he ain't want no trouble (Hah)
Beat his goofy ass, I ain't wanna bust him (Pussy)
Yeah, I want the whole script, I don't just want a couple (Get 'em all)
And I know you middleman, now give your bro my number
Five-six, know the meaning of this shit
Gettin' chauffeured, you can't see me through the tint
Fresh as dog shit and I ain't even take a pic
I apologize, I ain't mean to take your bitch, huh (Sorry)
Say when she leave me, she wish she could take my dick, ayy
But she can't even take my dick (Ayy), ayy
She said, "Can we take a trip?" Yeah
Do you got your L's? Alright, bet, this gon' be lit
Make it back, we gon' be rich, bet whatever on the six
Happy birthday, know they wish that they could blow because I'm lit, ayy
My dawg Rollie blew out like your bitch pussy
These niggas hoes like they big sisters (Hoes)
Love my Glock and her twin sister (I do)
Bitch asked me where I been, told her gettin' to it (Gettin' to it)
My dawg said I'm big G.O.A.T., not just with the music
You can listen to these niggas, tell they been influenced
Got the brain from a college fan, but the bitch was stupid
Record label tryna take my soul, your bitch beat him to it
Hah, you know good and well (You know goddamn well)
They gon' keep runnin' in your people crib, all you rap about is juggs and scams, ayy, huh, ayy
Just ate good off a ham, I'm 'bout full as hell, huh, ayy
Forgot I was gettin' head, this Netflix movie good as hell, huh, ayy
And I punched that too, ayy
If you ain't gang, don't trust me, I'll jugg you (I will)
Heard your dawg in the 'spital, hope he pull through
Your other mans ain't make it, aww, boohoo (Aww)
I'm sick about it, we was tryna whack you too
He sick about every time he go on YouTube
I'm sick I kinda miss it, she said, "I bet you do," huh
I'm thinkin' now you got me on some kind of voodoo, huh
I fix your problem with this tool since your screws loose
These hoes y'all pay to fuck pay to fuck me
Online shoppin' with my bitch, she like, "Punch these" (I got these)
Whacked a broke opp nigga, thought he had some money
Until I punched the donation to his GoFundMe (Ayy)
Bitch, knock it off, your nigga soft as hell, trust me (Ayy, trust me)
Probably beat your ass at the crib, but he won't touch me (At all)
It be the ones hatin' actin' like they love me
Ain't givin' passes like I ain't have time to study
But did my homework, whipped the stick out like I'm musty
Red bottoms, killed the whole scene, brought a Chucky
Thick bitch took a Percocet with her buddy
Bitch, stop talkin' me to death, come and suck me
Balenciagas fat as hell, get your face stomped
Put my brother on the show, I'll take a pay cut
Just jugged a lame tryna fit in with some fake Runtz, huh
Said I don't fuck with BB-dubs 'til I got ate up, huh
Ayy, ran that shit up, huh
Hit her on her work break, then bought that bitch lunch, huh
If my cousin with the opps, then he can get slumped
Big pump make a bitch jump like the hiccups
In an opp hood gettin' gas, I'm so comfortable
I just slid in your bitch DMs, she so vulnerable
Gettin' cheese, I'm a card cracker like a Lunchable
She pay me for the dick and she get spent, it's not refundable
Bitch, don't look me in my eyes while I'm fuckin' you
I ain't judgin' you, but you a nat, ain't tryna cum in you
Gettin' big bills off them pills like the Huxtables
Ayy, bitch, ayy, get to actin' dumb, huh
One rapper, five sticks like a pack of gum, huh
Pass 'em out to the team, get you whacked for nothin'
I was gon' stop her when I bust, but she was havin' fun
I open doors for these niggas like a snatch and run
(I open doors for these niggas like a snatch and run)
Up the pole, he thought we was finna catch the ones
Lil' bitch a kidnapper, she snatched my sons
(Damazin Beats)