Haha, hahaha Yeah, bankrolls, bankrolls, bankrolls on a young boul If you ain't fuckin', bitch, tell me what you come for I can tell that you can't rock 'n' roll, like, how we rock 'n' roll Pussy talkin' crazy, he don't even got these stones, I'll rock this ho All my bitches psyched out, they way more crazy than I am She said she don't like me, still talkin' 'bout me on her spam Beat the pussy up, slappin' this meat on this bitch like a can of Spam You can't beat me, you can't beat me, do you know who I am? Uh Wanna be part of the team, but they don't like me, I guess, uh You could just say that shit, just get it off of your chest, uh Yeah, this ho bulletproof, but I'm tryna Chrome Hearts my vest, uh Yeah, this bag so fresh, but I'm tryna Goyard the rest Uh, Black Ops, slay, this a triple kill Knockin' off his dreads, he turn to Little Bill, hahaha, yeah Leanin', nigga, I don't want this shit to spill Let up slayr, got a lot to mess, a pill Me and 13 show you how to kill Pop another bean, callin' Jack and Jill Turnin' up the temp', tryna get it hot Callin' up lil Temp, tryna hit the spot I got me a sword straight from Camelot Tell me that you're bored, bitch, I know you're not Wasn't stayin' poor, I just wanna spend Way too many whores, got a lot to spend Sittin' on the cord, tryna make amends All of y'all before, I just want revenge Mm, mm, I'm in that bitch, tryna get some money I'm in that bitch, tryna get some money I'm in that bitch, tryna get some— what? Big booty bitch, yeah, that's my honey Big booty bitch, yeah, that's my honey I'm makin' packs on packs, yeah, stacks on stacks Lil bitch, you should know how we comin' Yeah, not packed (yeah) Not packed up, I'm not packed (no way) Not packed up, I'm not packed (no way) Not packed up, I'm not packed (let's slay) No cap (let's slay), huh (let's slay) No bap (let's slay), no cap Yeah, ah Uh, way too raw, but I can't fuck her raw I don't wanna talk, just give me the ball Bitches hoin', I won't pick up your call I been out the loop for way too damn long, I don't even think about y'all I just want a bitch crazy enough for me, on her knees, cuppin' my balls Number one rule Never lie to me more than once Hope I don't gotta tell you twice Way I'm movin', bae, it's kinda nuts Way I'm movin', I don't think it's right But I'm not the type to do what's right So don't look at me for good advice I'm in the freezer, so much ice Yeah, bitch, I want my chains yellow like Pika' Yeah, bitch, I want my chains yellow like Chica All on my dick, but I don't even need you Run up a bag every day, every weekend Uh, uh Uh, uh, uh