Lyrics
Put a price on your head if I don't like you
I could probably fuck your bitch if I tried to
You not fucking with the gang but your wife do
Independent with the shit but I'm nice too (Ariana)
New bitch, new kicks when I slide through
Dumb hoes, I am never gonna wife you
Got a strap in the whip when I ride through
We will lay your homie down right beside you
I be sipping juice got me feeling alright
If you got an issue than we finna get it on site
I ain't with the dissing if I see you I'ma take flight
How the fuck you tryna shine with the fake ice
Got bands on the line, then I'm coning through ASAP
Roll another blunt, five grams, I'ma face that
It ain't hard to recognize me, bitch, I got a face tag
You the type of dumby to pull up with a fake strap
Playing with a gun, boy, you never bustin'
You ain't sipping lean, bitch, you sippin' Robitussin
Sold a couple grams, now you thinking that you hustling
Everybody fake, I swear to God that you bluffing
Too many people on some fake shit, you ain't real
You are not a drug dealer, you afraid to pop pills
Too many people on some fake shit, you ain't real
You ain't even pouring lean if it ain't coming with a seal
Too many people on some fake shit, you ain't real
You ain't ever bust in licks you pussy, you probably squeal
Too many people on some fake shit, you ain't real
You ain't real
Too many people on some fake shit
Lane kick
Get your brain split
Need to quit faking with the gang shit
Same shit for the pussy tryna claim this
Hard time thugging, leave your body on the pavement
Why you talking chips, you ain't making strips
All these broke-ass rappers need to stop that shit
If that hoe don't got funds I'ma drop that bitch
Why you got a strap, you don't pop that shit
Boy, you always been a bitch
Why, you talking like you shouldn't?
Now big mop stick, got a pussy looking shook now