Letras
Soon as a nigga catch that belt, they gon' come cry to me
Bitch-ass nigga hit my phone, askin' for some help, but shit look fine to me (pussy)
When I was down bad on my dick, hitting, I was on lit, they ain't try to give a dime to me
Nigga, I was on the block with them niggas way before I had bricks, or before I would ride a beat
If it came out my mouth then I promise I mean it
I got greed in my cash that it gotta go clean
I'm a demon, nigga, I don't give a fuck about no G shit
Benny gon' step on the opp in my EMV
If he pass you a plate, why you bite his hand?
I don't fuck with these niggas like the Ku Klux Klan
Still popping it, all the opps know I'm the man
Still a robber, bitch, better not show me your band
Put your hands up, bitch, do it look like I'm playing?
Move wrong and he did, understand what I'm saying
I'm trying to talk up ahead, I'm aiming for hands
He laid up with that horn, she fucking my man
I bet you won't touch my mans 'fore I cut your throat
Tryna slide, park the Cat and go jump in the floor
Nuclear man, warhead, but it look like George
Catch me trafficking bricks, running around in a foreign
I'm a fighter, you know there's no guts, no glory
You a ho, I won't hear about your comeback story
But you chasing that bitch, smell like fish you adore
'Fore I pull a Chris Brown, just watch how they start staring
I was abusing them pain pills just to try not to care
My life wasn't fair, you catch me in the woods fighting a grizzly that helped the bear
Like I was on an AirPods, now I can't stand to be around y'all, ain't no connection there
Mama, I grew up a dope boy, yeah, I tried, but I quit every job, ain't no connection there
I don't give a fuck about no hating-ass nigga
You say you can't stand me, I'll help you pull out your chair
Chilling, just sitting back kicking it, talking to granny, she telling me not to care
I know when you heard me say granny, thinking my family, but really that's one of my genes
But don't give a wad of your pennies, we come through and smack your whole block up with AR-15
Some of it blue and some of it green, oh, some of them going and some of them mean
Okay
Soon as a nigga catch that belt, they gon' come cry to me
Bitch-ass nigga hit my phone, askin' for some help, but shit look fine to me (fuck)
When I was down bad on my dick, hitting, I was on lit, they ain't try to give a dime to me
Nigga, I was on the block with them niggas way before I had bricks, or before I would ride a beat