Outro

Me and RJ about to step on y'all niggas

You know what I'm talking about?

Yeah

Me and RJ got the game in a headlock

Your big brother doing time in the feds, huh?

I'll pop a nigga at a show, make a fan drop

Met a freak bitch on a plane and got a handjob

King shit, a storm coming, you ain't bring shit

Bitches lying on me like I fucked in your dreams, bitch

Pop out with the chops on the set, make a scene flip

When I say, "Know what I'm talking about," you know what I mean, bitch

Ain't picking up my phone 'cause I'm getting to the paper

I fucked her on the first date, you took her on a date

Don't put no pressure on that boy, he fuck around and break

Another 20K made, I threw it in the safe

Fly a bitch to Miami to get her ass did

Fuck her from the back and make her do my ad-libs

Niggas talking real choppy, we know where your ass live

Niggas ain't no killers, just a bunch of bad ass kids

Niggas out here claiming niggas that ain't ratted

I know she fucking me for real, she got it tatted

Both my bitches hate each other, they be going at it

Made both of them bitches disappear, I got magic

They say slow motion is better than no motion

You a pussy nigga for real, boy, you Frank Ocean

With the same nigga since the sandbox

Disrespect if you want, get your head popped