(Shneaky with it)
'Fore Corona I was livin' like a loner
Now, I got a fuckin' dime piece, I can call up when I wanna
I've been gettin' better, I'mma tell 'em if they don't know
Everybody who was doubtin' all the sudden turned to goners
I've been runnin' up these bags
Bitches gettin' mad
Now, I hear them talkin' that bitch ass trash
I've been runnin' laps
Left 'em in the past
I don't hear no talkin' 'cause y'all down bad
Hahaha, bitch, I knew I'd get the last laugh on these niggas
Sorry I ain't sorry, goin' bad-bad on these niggas
And I knew I'd get the last laugh on these bitches
So, I'm fuckin' skeetin', rat-ta-tat-tat on these bitches
Goddamn, lately, I do what I wanna
Cum right in her face like that ain't somebody's daughter
Since a kid, man, I knew I'd be a baller
With a couple hoes that I gotta keep in order
Bounce that ass like a Chevy Impala
1967, baby girl, go shake ya blessings right, uhm
Got your ex out here preein' like a stalker
Colt 1911, it gon' send that boy to heaven, no problem
Pussy, why you talkin' 'bout me?
Hold that fuckin' talk or we gon' meet in the streets, uh, huh
You ain't never been in no beef
Probably fuckin' why that he don't carry no heat, uh, huh
I've been runnin' up these bags
Bitches gettin' mad
Now, I hear them talkin' that bitch ass trash
I've been runnin' laps
Left 'em in the past
I don't hear no talkin' 'cause y'all down bad
Hahaha, bitch, I knew I'd get the last laugh on these niggas
Sorry I ain't sorry, goin' bad-bad on these niggas
And I knew I'd get the last laugh on these bitches
So, I'm fuckin' skeetin', rat-ta-tat-tat on these bitches
Fuck all the waitin', shit entertainin'
Sucker wanna leave me, but I paved my way
Finna dance on your grave when they chanting my name
I'm sorry, not sorry, but you playin' my game
Screen time causing all the downtime
You be hella lucky to be ready in the mornin'
Finna need a pit stop ready when this shit drop
'Cause you down bad when the cameras start rollin'
Fuck all the waitin', shit entertainin'
Sucker wanna leave me, but I paved my way
Finna dance on your grave when they chantin' my name
I'm sorry, not sorry, but you playin' my game
'Cause you bad and you gettin' mad
Fuck you and your face, lil' snitch, I'll pass
I be loading mags, putting on a mask
Sorry not sorry, but I got the last laugh
I've been runnin' up these bags
Bitches gettin' mad
Now, I hear them talkin' that bitch ass trash
I've been runnin' laps
Left 'em in the past
I don't hear no talkin' 'cause y'all down bad
Hahaha, bitch, I knew I'd get the last laugh on these niggas
Sorry I ain't sorry, goin' bad-bad on these niggas
And I knew I'd get the last laugh on these bitches
So, I'm fuckin' skeetin', rat-ta-tat-tat on these bitches