Lyrics
Why the fuck this nigga push me
In the booth like that
Damn
This nigga push me in the fucking booth
Like I'm a bitch
Alright
Aye, I just hit this nigga with a BB gun
It's not hurting him
This nigga rockin' weak fits
He shop at Burlington
You mad I made it out this bitch
I'm the first to win
I had to take control of the game
Like I'm Jeremy Lin
I hit this nigga with a tool, it's a go-go gadget
Louis V, Camo, I'm on nine
I up shit in fashion
I ain't coppin' shit from you
You be fuckin' taxin'
He said to show a fuckin' band
Bet I couldn't match him
He got caught dissin' BDF
Now his ass is stuck
This nigga set my tape line too small
I don't give no fuck
Got me dunkin' on these niggas
Like I'm Vince Carter
This nigga braggin' that he on the team
You are not no starter
I got these bitches on my dick
Cause my cut clean
Me and DJ the best out of Broward
We the A-Team
This nigga askin' who be sellin'
He a dope fiend
Aye, it's not all real though
All I'm feedin' lies matter
Shoot
18 years old, I don't fuck with no fucks and shit
I been by myself, I don't give a fuck about nothing
Nigga, aye, uh
Bitch think she bougie
All them dresses came from Shein
How you know all the players
But still ain't on the team
I just want a ball, put out numbers
Make some cheese
All these hoes eaters
They gon' run off with your cheese
Uh, I don't fuck with niggas
Rather to usin' for they plays
Niggas got no style
They all rockin' Nike Techs
I stay fresh to death, she can
See it through my flesh
She got her body done, that's why
Her mind full of stress
Uh, overlooking other bitches
That shit make me upset
He say smokin' gas, but