Lyrics
Eating pizza with your girlfriend
Getting pussy like I’m in a fucking boy band, yuh
And you know I’m making more bands
More hoes in the crib and they more tan, yuh
I guess I’m playing my cards right
You walking out a bar fight having a hard night
Me and you in comparison just sounds like a far sight
The dark Knight, bars tight, homie you darn right
So tell me what you got to say about the kid
Got a couple hundred thousand people paying for my shit, what’s up
For the people who be saying, I ain’t shit
Hit the DM’s now I’m going on vacation with your bitch, haha
And I ain’t playing it’s not funny
You fucking stupid thinking you can play me for my money
Broke bummy drug addict, still owe me a couple hundred
And if you want the hands then come and get em I ain’t running
King of the rap
Took a little break I’m bringing it back
Sick and tired of all the chitter and chat
You pitter and pat I’m about to attack, look
You smoking some crack if you thinking I’m whack
You bout to get smacked
Drop back bitch you finna get sacked
Bar heavy bitch I’m finna get jacked
And I’m sick of people starting shit
Bitch, I’m the goat quit arguing
Give me a beat. I demolish it.
You got a problem get back to the lobby, bitch
So why are you talking tough like you always be trying to get to me
You honestly starting to look like a bitch to me
So bitch, you better watch out
Cause if I see you, you’ll get knocked out
Keep your eyes open and your Glock out
Have some of your guys round
Cause one on one you bout to find out
Go find somebody new to fucking cry bout
bitch, you better watch out
Cause if I see you, you’ll get knocked out
Keep your eyes open and your Glock out
Have some of your guys round
Cause one on one you bout to find out
Go find somebody new to fucking cry bout
Bitch, I’m bout to
Ooooooooooh
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