Yeah, yeah, bitch
Sit your stupid ass down, nigga
Hop out the Ghost while you flyin' Spirit
I'm Paris in the mirror, tryna check my appearance
Gettin' head while I'm starin', singin' Marvin lyrics

You with your dusty ass bitch, runnin' errands

Don't get embarrassed tryna snatch my carats

My niggas barbaric, shit could get ugly as fuck like Ed Sheeran

Catch you on your off day like Ferris, shoot you in your larynx

Kick your baby out the carriage, then I flee the scene

Hop up in that big body bitch like it's Gundam Wing

Then go and do a speech like Doctor King

Walk to the mic and scream



"Shut the fuck up talkin' to me"



With your baby momma watchin' the rain drizzle

Candles lit, listening to Kevin Little

You on your mans couch, eatin' crystals

She finna suck me like a Bissel

She said you rarely ever catch the signals

You could tell I was a menace by the grimace in my baby pictures

Atlanta nigga until the death of me

Afro grown, shirt open like it's the 70s

Bitch, I'll fly a drone to your crib and blow up everything

Rain down from heaven with weapons, like they some melodies

My foot on they neck while I'm eatin' nectarines

Loyalty is often spoke about, but it's seldom seen

I'm in the port of Miami, off of seven beans

Nigga try to swing, I hit him with a pedigree

Bitch think I'm trapped 'cause she got my baby, nigga, please

Before I change the diaper on a jit, I'll drink a fifth of bleach, fuck you mean?



Shut the fuck up talkin' to me (Yeah)



On the block with a cougar, sippin' Palomas

Hit the spot and do some yoga

Keep the .9 like the SCOTUS

Stuck with my niggas like legs to the plastic of your grandmomma sofa

Shit, fuck

You nigga's grunts, you better lay low

My niggas way too elite, leave 'em with halos

Yeah, they know

RIP to L-O

I'm in the plaza eatin' Play-Doh

Why you always tryna flex with Dracos?

Yeah, you let it sing, but that bitch wasn't hittin' shit like it was J-Lo

You want a seat at the cracker table

I'm tryna burn the whole house down like Django

Truth hurts, like steppin' on a LEGO

I don't like rappers, I be buyin' tickets, go to they shows

And throw tomatoes, like, "Ayo, boo this nigga!"



Shut the fuck up talkin' to me