Baiting

Who finna make the crowd go blaow?

Finna make the crowd go how?

When i finish this verse

I better fuckin bow

Tick tock, swish who's back on the block

Filled the stock up with the rocks

Then I passed the Glock to my squad

Then we hit the millie rock

I go the fourthest when it comes to artists

And that's not a statement, that's just you being honest

As we told u last this ain't it

Well, look we kept our promise

We even lit

But look at whom keeps drinking but never vomits

I guess i'm gonna be stoned to august

Brother bear's bout to go wavy

I may be stoned but your just out here hating

I might be drunk but im out here skating

Making sounds you're tryna receate

Bitch, stop baiting

Throw it back

Like a shot to the rib

Yeah we been workin hella late

We posted up at the crib

Just grab the bottle G

This shit got me spinnin

Got a trophy room like nyjah

Never stop with the winnin

So come on in

Just leave your shoes at the door

Maybe we hop inside the whip

And grab a snack from the store

Now it's 10 past 3

We still seein this through

Cuz we been puttin in the hours

With the boys in the stu

Brother bear's bout to go wavy

I may be stoned but your just out here hating

I might be drunk but im out here skating

Making sounds you're tryna receate

Bitch, stop baiting