enough...

Ay, ay

How 'bout you shoot me right now, then?

Since you got so much to say out yo' mouth

You got a list and they pile up like mountains

Going up, two, four, six, eight, I'm not tryna hear all that counting

Heard it enough, there's so much I'm allowing

I heard enough, put yo' bread where yo' mouth is (ayo, Oddwin)

How 'bout you shoot me right now?

Since you got so much to say out yo' mouth

You got a list, it piles like my account

Talk 'bout some- (see)

Told you I'm done with that counting

Heard it enough, there's so much I'm allowing

I heard enough, put yo' bread where yo' mouth is, dumbass bitch

(Who even are you, nigga?)

Yeah, I'm counting up

Say you got bank, it's not adding up

Watching me move, bitch, you mad as fuck

Bitch, I got something for niggas that's acting up

Ball every day, that boy wait 'til his taxes up

You go to the bank and you stressing 'bout bills

I go to the bank, and I'm laughin', I'm cracking up

Niggas is mad that I made it, okay

Same reason why them boys hating, okay

I showed them niggas my stash, uh-huh

Ain't got no time for that faking, okay

You form a bond and you break it

Play with your heart, lil' bitch, I'ma take it

Nigga gon' text me, "You really fell off"

I'm showing the stats, what the fuck is you saying?

Go ahead, have her heart, don't break it, or I swear to

Don't pass that tape, I'm just gon' burn it

You ain't gettin' no plays, man, you're so terrible

Got all these plays, made up a whole new phase

My gang ain't even aware of

But I got my own pace

There ain't no way my ass gon' be late

I had enough of what y'all had to say

Tell that pussy boy, "Go grab a pencil

Go back home, write somethin' suspenseful"

Orange mini coupe, Ms. Frizzle

But I come in with a big body like Lizzo

Life kinda movin' fast like Jezo

Yeah, you won't get the term, you can't have that mezo

Messing with me, diggin' your own grave, need a shovel

Told the bitch that I just want the money in the duffle (money in a duffle)

Dipshit, better watch your back, be careful

And my ice super flooded, lookin' like a navy rebel

I feel like a rockstar, copped me a metal

Oh, shit! Cop car, gas on the pedal

Niggas tryna pass up the level

Never going down from the hands of the devil (no, sir)

I'm so cool, coming hot like kettle

Man, slow down, too fast, needa settle (slow it down)

How 'bout you shoot me right now, then?

Since you got so much to say out yo' mouth

You got a list and they pile up like mountains

Going up, two, four, six, eight, I'm not tryna hear all that counting

Heard it enough, there's so much I'm allowing

I heard enough, put yo' bread where yo' mouth is, dumbass bitch

(So, uh, did you get around to finding it yet?)