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(Hahaha, Jerry, what the fuck?)
Tweet this song, give no fucks about no damn typer
I could give a damn about lil' Dora, I'm the top swiper
Bitch, I'm geeked off this Perc' like a nerd, know I'm too hyper
I could sell out all these shows and I don't need a damn flyer
Shoutout to them ShittyBoyz, we gon' leave you shitty, boy
New gun, no homo, I'm gon' have to get to hitting boys
I was down bad as a kid, playing with shitty toys
Grown man and he ain't making money? That's a shitty choice
Bad bitch just saw me make a band, now she saying purr
I'ma shoot, that nigga turned racist, start saying slurs
We just took your bitch in front of you like, bruh, ain't you hurt?
I just got a new hidden BIN like, bruh, ain't you heard?
Fifteen Glock niggas hiding in the bush like it's Fortnite
We gon' kill the niggas, man, it's on sight
I ain't made a band today? Nigga, that's a poor night
My bitch finna suck my dick today, but I bet yours might
Yeah, this not a little Glock, this a low torch
Got a mansion in the Hills that look like a Port-a-Fort
Oh, you said you like my drip? Yeah, that's some' you can't afford
If orange was the new black, man, I would've been an orange
Back out that Glock and I told them to relax
Why you got that gun on you? Bitch, I know you do not need that
Feel like Slump, I'm a God with the ski mask
With the Glock, I go crazy, yeah, I need a rehab
Tell this bitch she need to stay six feet, she got Omicron
Yeah, we got Glocks in the car like I'm Megatron
Got so many packages, my neighbors think I'm Amazon
Yeah, tote the Glock like a airport, this a carry-on
Bitch, she want my jingle bells like Mariah Carey on
Told her, "Get out my house and, yeah, just carry on"
Yeah, just carry on, like what? (Fuck, I'm stupid, bitch)
Feel like I'm Tisa', fuck her, then I dip
I got two racks on me, bitch, I can't trip (Bitch)
Chop' like it's Beyblade, we gon' let it rip
He was talking out his mouth, so he got hit in his lip
Feel like X, I'm sipping tea inside his hood, this ain't no lemonade
I just made a rack in sixty seconds, call it Minute Maid
Talking on my gang, so we gon' have to up the murder rate
I think that y'all niggas chumps because y'all really bitch-made
I feel like Luisss, the chain a gold medal
These niggas know that they not on my level
Claim he a demon, send him to the devil
It's diamonds on my wrists, it's like they some bezels
I feel like Luisss, the chain a gold medal
These niggas know that they not on my level
Claim he a demon, send him to the devil
It's diamonds on my wrists, it's like they some bezels
Tweet this song, give no fucks about no damn typer
I could give a damn about lil' Dora, I'm the top swiper
Bitch, I'm geeked off this Perc' like a nerd, know I'm too hyper
I could sell out all these shows and I don't need a damn flyer
Shoutout to them ShittyBoyz, we gon' leave you shitty, boy
New gun, no homo, I'm gon' have to get to hitting boys
I was down bad as a kid, playing with shitty toys
Grown man and he ain't making money? That's a shitty choice