作曲 : Stephanie Rezendes
Yeah, yeah
Can't believe she told me I ain't like that
Five racks to the bank from drawin' on my iPad (Dammit)
Hehe, they like, "Why she ego me on my tracks?"
You got caught talkin' shit, boy, that shit in iMax, yeah
Yo bitch bad, not like Mike Jack
Five max, would say she a four, but she might pass
Too many skills that I'm nice at
Yo bitch want my dick, 'cause I'm pretty shit wit' eyebags
She like me too much, I might have to cut her o-o-off–
Your new shit not tough, brodie get a ****in' job (Dammit)
I been gettin' bucks lately, just because I talk (S-U)
Leave a trail of *cash* 'hind me everywhere I walk (P-X-R)
Homie's doin' good, yeah, that's my fault
Heard you was a rat, you a snake, I see through it like I'm Heimdall
Huh, she gon' pick up if it's my call
Please get out my face
They gon' leave a trace, like it's Lysol
Huh, you ain't a friend of me
Closer? You my enemy
You was talkin' big shit, that ain't what you said to me, huh
Huh, put the mic away, it's ass, what you sendin' me?
Huh, you gon' do me like some trash, now you're dead to me
Set me up, I'm gon do it right, you can't do it once
You stay with your mom, doin' nothin', you a stupid bum, yeah
I'm gon' flaunt it all the time, like I've never won
I could block you off, promise won't find a better one
Huh, she gon' do you wrong, where yo feelings at? (Feelings at)
My money reachin' where the ceiling's at
Huh, yeah, I could buy your life, just to be exact
Put a bounty on your head, BROKIE claimin' that
Can't believe she told me I ain't like that
Five racks to the bank from drawin' on my iPad (Dammit)
Hehe, they like, why she ego me on my tracks?
You got caught talkin' shit, boy, that shit in iMax, yeah
Yo bitch bad, not like Mike Jack
Five max, would say she a four, but she might pass
Too many skills that I'm nice at
Yo bitch want my dick, 'cause I'm pretty shit wit' eyebags
