My whole click we ridind 'round now it's a fucking wrap
You been talking all your shit you getting fucking clapped
I been hearing left and right you hate this shit I fucking rap
But I ask your name they tell me I'm like who the fuck is that
I've been rolling through your hood like everyday
Suddenly all of you ain't got shit to say
I think it's funny how your life is turning grey
I don't got time for the drama bitch I'm getting paid
Fully loaded magazine I pull up thrashing every which way
Acting vogue ain't got time for the stupid bitch games
I been dropping all this music and it never give me shit
I think that it's time I change it up what's it mean to quit
If I drop a hundred tracks and I set your shit ablaze
Then I won because I left you with sitting with nothing to say
Change the flows
Change the clothes
Change the all around life bitch
Went and got a wife bitch
Only one night bitch
Imma drop a bomb, make it look like it's a song
Take that preme up off your chest and throw that shit into a bon
Fire all that I been spitting I'm the south side dragon
Now they like damn god what happened he got good while I was nappin
Stay asleep take them xanax and go take yo ass to bed
You ain't even smart enough for this to process in your head
I been waiting takin every chance I got don't be mistaken
I been patient with this shit and now I'm running out of patience
I see you sitting there it's okay you getting there
I been posted with my girl from the back hitting, ripping hair
Oh you think that you a menace I been posted out in Venice
Your life looking so horrendous, diamond teeth just left the dentist yeah
Fuck what you think
Fuck what you heard
Fuck what you saying boy fuck every word yeah
Fuck what you think
Fuck what you heard
Fuck what you saying boy fuck every word yeah
Don't turn back I don't need you anyway
Beam all black you won't catch me in the day
So I just hop up in the ride when there's nothing left to say
Count my rack cause I made it in a day
Move so fast it ain't even worth a race
Leave the past couldn't keep up with the pace
These pussies always wanna hide
Tell 'em say it to my face
Make it last cause I'm not the type to chase woah
10k in the bank I got millions left to make
Smoke you like some dank put your body in the lake
I move in silence what they talkin for
All these bitches fake
Better check your rank anything I want I take
Dealing with this pain but I'm actin like a saint
Boy don't say my name I go harder in the paint
They get to typing like they bout it
I already know they ain't
We are not the same yo bitch see me and she faint woah
Bitch I got it make it drop it
Outta pocket tell 'em stop it
Quit the gossip take it lock it
I been poppin only profit
Beamer copped it fuckboy mopped it
Last bitch dropped it new bitch topped it
Look what you done went and started
Now I'm flexing broken hearted
They wanna hate let's make a date
They wanna hate let's make a date
They wanna hate let's make a date
They wanna hate let's make a date
Woah woah yeah