Fuckin your bitch and im not going home

Slept at her house with her guy on the phone

Doing her doggy while bitch is on holdLiving the life that I′ve never been told

Making em racks i be making em fold

Snitch on the line while a girl at my door

Bitch at my house smoking dope on my bed

Having a cone now she givin sum head

Dumb bitch cannot rap you a zombie

Dumb bitch cannot rap jus like conflete

Dumb bitch on the track like she cant spit

That fast white boy trailer trash know me

Lil boy finally evolved

Like all these hoes don't even know at all

Sitting at home with a girl on the phone

Making em jokes that i always can′t condone

I know when i spit i be cracking down

Can't hold back when i got the fucking crown

Like who the fuck do you think that you are

Saying im trash while im spitting so fast

Fuckin your bitch i be flying to mars

Got in my jet i be moving with bars

Dollars n cars l be trapping so hard

Mum on the line while im smoking cigars

Racking some shit just tease all of my friends

Got em all snacks now we making amends

Light up a cone where i feel all pretend

420 on haze while im up in my Benz

Feeling so great on a payday

4k racks on a new bag

Throw old bag in the trash

Feeling attached

With the new cash

While i spend it so fast

On a new bitch aye

Getting so cold and i cant move a bone

Money and scars while im feeling so blown

Making some cash so i don't feel alone

Call on my boys when i spit on my throne

This shit is so airy

Feeling the space when i spit out the cheeries

Bitch on the bed and she said that im hairy

I told her to shut up you look like a furry

Suck on a dick like a fairy

I know i can diss

You know when i spit i be making a hit

I always delever n making new shit

Got a new rhyme and my flow is the fit

Fit of my life you you know i don′t lie

Dress like a driller y′know i go spy

Watching the birdie go choke n then die

Shit i go spit n i have a good time

Y'know i go fill em sizzle em crimes

Go to the office n pendants on line

Committing my shit n I′ll have a good time

Back of the car with the boyz on rewind

Blasting this song while im high

Feelings the best got the Glock on the 9

Aint on the clock i be feeling the rhyme

Pencil in hand draw the line n im fined

Spit that i say is the truth and it is

Jealous so much you be stealing my shit

Writing it down like im up in this bitch

Got my boy kai and he Hella so fine

Got all my boyz in the back of the couple

4 of the boyz while i'm hitting the juul

Apple so flavoured im feeling so cool

Blowing em clouds like fool with the rules