I think gracefully I fuck it up I think I might be the next to come I think I think a lot at once Think I might roll up another one Minding my business, if you talk Then I might listen I cannot Waste none of my time cause I know you'll never get it Feelin that bad lil energy I just hope they remember me, yeah Shawty major league living dreams but never got time to sleep Head high in a tight little suit Devil eyes with the way she looks at you You surprised thought she was something cute In her defense she never meant to fuck with you Lookin like a snack I provide the meal Why you getting mad we should both be in our feels You a little toxic think I gotta go, good think I cut the grass before the snakes got comfortable I move in silence then sneak up They think I'm violent don't speak up Think i'm a threat but don't level up Was raised to be extra as fuck, yeah Extra as fuck Hold it down like that's enough Love pretending were alive Act like you aint know i'm that one Extra as fuck Hold it down like that's enough Love pretending were alive Act like you aint know i'm that one Extra as fuck Hold it down like that's enough Love pretending were alive Act like you aint know i'm that one Extra as fuck Hold it down like that's enough Love pretending were alive Act like you aint know If I talk it then I live it Had to switch my direction Flying to your city to make a first impression Never off brand Big big love to my stans Don't test me do it big when you say I can't Still salty I had to go I don't blame you, you could never understand Lately my mood been all black Stay lowkey you don't gotta know where I'm at I'm somebody that you should know That's why my name is in all caps If i'm winning then the team is coming with me that's facts My circle getting bigger think its capped yeah Extra as fuck Hold it down like that's enough Love pretending were alive Act like you aint know i'm that one Extra as fuck Hold it down like that's enough Love pretending were alive Act like you aint know i'm that one Extra as fuck Hold it down like that's enough Love pretending were alive Act like you aint know i'm that one Extra as fuck Hold it down like that's enough Love pretending were alive Act like you aint know Imagine a life We were alive

Hai parlato del gang bitch Ma tu non sei del gang bitch Voglio alzarli col trep bitch Su una maybach con 3 bitch Sono uscito dal bank rich Sto fumando quel cat piss Baby dammi quel neck please Puoi chiamarmi no cap bitch Il blocco è caldo se sto cantando Se entro nel club o mi paghi o mi scaldo Prada nuove matchano con l'asfalto Ho speso 3 kappa per restare calmo Prossimo giro pendenti di ghiaccio Prossimo giro sai già vado in alto A catena quando parli di Tyson Fuck 12 addosso c'ho un chilogrammo Vuoi giocare ma sei un bitchass La tua tipa sembra bisex La scopo con le sue amiche Prendo a schiaffi questo big ass Stick in mano per gli snitchass Chain al collo come Peter Mi serve una nuova Fendi Non ci stanno i miei stipendi Nella bando ho i movimenti Non ci sono concorrenti Trappo pacchi si da venti Dicono Tyson baby sei un po' arrogante E non parlare di glock se non sai usarle No problema mio fra ti sta già alle spalle Get the fuck out my face se non hai il contante Devo riempire bag colleziono carte Sei uno snitch hai già fatto troppe domande Non mi prendono mai fanculo le sbarre Non parlare del gang se non hai le palle Hai parlato del gang bitch Ma tu non sei del gang bitch Voglio alzarli col trep bitch Su una maybach con 3 bitch Sono uscito dal bank rich Sto fumando quel cat piss Baby dammi quel neck please Puoi chiamarmi no cap bitch Blood shit la passo solo al mio sangue No swish tu non sei stesso sangue Bitchass ti lasciamo in mutande Mamma il conto si è fatto grande Non ascolto cazzate non dico cazzate Hai provato a giocare ma sei un pussy ass Non mi parlare devo fatturare Ogni 30 minuti flippo un'altra bag Tu stai a catena se mi vuoi a suonare Fra mi sembra chiaro che voglio quel check 2 b sulla felpa 2 b sulla maglia 2 b sulla simon ho una nuova belt Mi sveglio al mattino penso solo a quella bag Voglio specchiarmi sul nuovo Patek Fuck vvs voglio le baguettes Questi stanno ancora a fare cap Lei me lo succhia per una Chanel Non hai mai visto un negro come me Colpi da 3 come J23 La tua baby è da un po' che sta in fissa col trap

I bet you feel like shit for that Tried to expose me, showed yo' ass (tried to expose me, showed yo' ass) That type shit, ain't no comin' back So keep your hoe ass where you at (so keep your hoe ass where you at) You livin' with actions you could never face You such a coward, run away from conversations Think you're entitled but I really could replace you Said fuck the title, but my shit up in your place Like you ain't tell me to come here to raise our baby How am I gon' trust you to raise her into a lady? Puttin' our private shit public, you outta pocket How you gon' cap, call me a side bitch? Boy, just stop it Oh, oh 'Cause you know what it is Throwing stones and mixing hoes in our business Got these blogs postin' all this fake shit You know that you dead wrong I bet you feel like shit for that Tried to expose me, showed yo' ass (tried to expose me, showed yo' ass) That type shit, ain't no comin' back So keep your hoe ass where you at (so keep your hoe ass where you at) With all the cap, cap, cap Cap, cap, cap, you're such a Capricorn (you're such a Capricorn) With all the cap, cap, cap Cap, cap, cap, you're such a Capricorn (you're such a Capricorn) With all the cap, cap, cap Cap, cap, cap, you're such a Capricorn (Capricorn) With all the cap, cap, cap Cap, cap, cap, you're such a Capricorn (Capricorn) All that cap you doin', I be peepin' (peepin') Thinkin' I ain't see it (oh) Time to choose up on you 'cause you givin' hella reasons If it ain't 'bout the baby, we ain't speakin' Pick her up when it's your weekend 'Cause all that other shit you talkin', man, I swear you just be reachin' Gotta skrrt off from the shit that drove me crazy (crazy) Only thing that I drive is my Mercedes (my Mercedes) No, you won't have me where you want me, you can't play me (play me) I'll be my lonely 'fore I let you dub me Ain't up for discussion no, no 'Cause you know what it is (you know) Throwing stones and mixing hoes in our business Got these blogs postin' all this fake shit You know that you dead wrong I bet you feel like shit for that Tried to expose me, showed yo' ass (tried to expose me, showed yo' ass) That type shit, ain't no comin' back So keep your hoe ass where you at (so keep your hoe ass where you at) With all the cap, cap, cap Cap, cap, cap, you're such a Capricorn (you're such a Capricorn) With all the cap, cap, cap Cap, cap, cap, you're such a Capricorn (oh, oh, yeah) With all the cap, cap, cap Cap, cap, cap, you're such a Capricorn (you're such a Capricorn, yeah) With all the cap, cap, cap Cap, cap, cap, you're such a Capricorn (oh, yeah, woah, oh)

And you know it Do what you 'posed to (COUPE) Yeah Shroomies Got me on the moony (Got me on the moony) Yeah, you know them drugs Know how you be on them motherfuckers, them motherfuckers really just take you away What a motherfuckin' great feeling (Take you away), you know what I'm sayin'? They just take you away, take you away Every time, no lie, I promise you Every paper I'm rollin' up, I'm stuffin' it, puffin' that bitch, three-five And I'm in the trap and I'm just spinnin' my wrist on the pot My double cup is filled up in this bitch, you know I'm super high Got four hoes in this bitch and they gon' ride with me like do or die I'm all about my papеr, nigga, if it ain't 'bout money (Yeah) Don't call my phone, I'm in thе trap, I'm tryna get some money (I'm tryna get some money) Yeah, I'm in this bitch, I'm boolin' Sellin' heroin to these junkies as they overdose instead of shootin' These Percocets'll keep 'em rooted (Uh-huh) You got them hoes, they makin' movies You in this bitch and steady movin' You on the shrooms, you steady chewin' Steady walkin' on the moon You do the moonwalk in that ho, she wanna fall off in the room Good afternoon, wake her up, the D long, still in the mood Yeah, bitch done fell in love with a goon She say her last nigga wasn't the move She see big slime, she in that mood Yeah, it ain't nothin' new So many hoes, they do come through I'm with the gang, they bring the crew I'm poppin' shit, that's what I do And you ain't lit, you can't be cool Don't kill my vibe, don't turn the mood (Don't kill my vibe, don't turn the mood) I'm booted motherfuckin' up, you feel me? Come take you a sh— take you a shroomy, take you a shroomy Let that shit just take you away What them drugs do? Tell 'em what them drugs do to you, they just take you away Make you feel good, make you feel better, every time I'm on it, it just take me away Gotta roll 'em up, gotta have 'em and I smoke it and I won't pass, it take me away (I need it) Yeah, mmm Mary Jane, Mary Jane, you my favorite (You my favorite) Growin' up in the hood, you had saved me (You had saved me) I remember when them times I couldn't take it (I couldn't take it) I used to lose my mind, you showed me patience (You showed me patience) I just wanna thank you, I don't wanna blame you (Yeah) I just wanna take you, can you let me face you? (Yeah) Let your ho come put me to sleep and I can't complain (I can't complain) Bitch, just chase the money, you know me, it's not a thing (It's not a thing) I got you (I got you), give me a reason to spin this shit, I got you (I got you) Give me a reason to kill that shit, I got you (I got you) But I will never leave my bitch, what 'bout you? (What 'bout you?) Nah. I will never leave my bitch, what 'bout you? Can't leave Mary, Yeah Let that shit just take you away What them drugs do? Tell 'em what them drugs do to you, they just take you away Make you feel good, make you feel better, every time I'm on it, it just take me away Gotta roll 'em up, gotta have 'em and I smoke it and I won't pass, it take me away (I need it) Yeah, mmm

Damn, them diamonds they hittin' (they hittin') Damn, them diamonds they hittin' (they hittin') Damn, them diamonds they hittin' (they) Damn, them diamonds they (they hit) (Coupe) Paper, I get a lot of Bad hoes, I fuck a lot of 'em Pull out my dick, y'all gonna swallow I got them racks, she fuck with no problems, yeah Keepin' my gun, and we problem solve 'em Guess in case we gotta problem (yeah) All of this money I drop on they head, the money gon' Solve the problem (uh-huh, yeah) Yeah EA, Zone 6 run this bitch, ayy, bitch, I'm big shawty You will never catch me slippin' without my gun, I keep That big forty White chalked a lot of niggas for doin' that fake ass Gangsta bitch talkin' How many niggas you know got they porch in their hood And they motherfuckin' still talkin'? (Slime, slime) Goddamn big slime, hang with the goons and robbers Really don't call me that much for no problems Grippin' on my nuts, that bitch got my choppa Shootin' up shit, man, I'll kill it no problem Born a villain, became a robber Takin' your heart away, shit not a problem Who want some smoke with me? Bitch, it's a problem I got 'em Back outside I'm with it Youngin', I'm ridin' switches I ain't stuntin' these bitches All these hoes golddiggin' I came from nothin', lil' nigga, came from rags to riches Swear to God I was so broke, used to be at Jcpenney (damn) Now youngin' throw me a penny You know a thousand is a penny to me Just to let you know Paper, I get a lot of Bad hoes, I fuck a lot of 'em Pull out my dick, y'all gonna swallow I got them racks, she fuck with no problems, yeah Keepin' my gun, and we problem solve 'em Guess in case we gotta problem (yeah) All of this money I drop on they head, the money gon' Solve the problem (uh-huh, yeah) Yeah EA, Zone 6 run this bitch, ayy, bitch, I'm big shawty You will never catch me slippin' without my gun, I keep that big forty White chalked a lot of niggas for doin' that fake ass Gangsta bitch talkin' How many niggas you know got they porch in their hood And they motherfuckin' still talkin'? (Big Slime) Goddamn runnin' this bitch and I'm ballin' Step through the hood, man I walk in them Loubs Spendin' all these racks on these motherfuckin' shoes Get your bitch fucked when she see all them blues Play with a real one, you know you gon' lose (Lose, yeah, damn) Anyway bitch, you don't know what to do (anyway) Pop one with your friend, make them hoes choose Get them together, it's a move (vibe) Killin' that pussy, I'm gon' (slide) Back in the hood where you know it's a vibe I'm in Zone 6, bitch, the eastside Thots outside, and my shooters outside Trappin' all day, you can come get a pack Lookin' like a lick, you can meet me in the back Sweet ass nigga, take 'em all like that (take 'em all, take 'em all) This gang shit, no lame shit (yeah, uh-huh) We dangerous (yeah), yeah, we dangerous (yeah, we dangerous) Yeah, what you thinkin'? (What? What?) Must be crazy (must be crazy, nigga) They ain't tell you about this shit, nigga? (They ain't tell you?) Paper, I get a lot of Bad hoes, I fuck a lot of 'em Pull out my dick, y'all gonna swallow I got them racks, she fuck with no problems, yeah Keepin' my gun, and we problem solve 'em Guess in case we gotta problem (yeah) All of this money I drop on they head, the money gon' Solve the problem (yeah, handle him) Yeah EA, Zone 6 run this bitch, ayy, bitch, I'm big shawty You will never catch me slippin' without my gun, I keep that big forty White chalked a lot of niggas for doin' that fake ass Gangsta bitch talkin' How many niggas you know got they porch in their hood And they motherfuckin' still talkin'? Ooh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah That type shit Yeah

Yeah, we just say that, we goin' with the flow, that's how we do, we can go at it right now (Pussy-ass nigga) (Naestro on the track) Pussy (Pussy-ass nigga) Damn Yeah, yeah, yeah, turn up, fuck nigga Turn up, fuck nigga What you thought, you the only one strapped, pussy-ass nigga? (Hahaha) Fuck nigga, yeah (Haha, pussy-ass nigga pulled his strap out on me) You see this big-ass strap on me, pussy-ass nigga Big Glock (Hahaha) Yeah, nigga, that lil'-bitty-ass Glock, nigga You a bitch, nigga Yeah (Yeah, EA-ski, I run this shit, nigga) Bitch-ass nigga with a lil'-bitty Glock (Lil'-bitty Glock), he ain't gon' shoot shit (Damn) How the fuck you ain't got one in the head? (What the fuck?) Know you ain't doin' shit (Nah) Niggas ain't totin' they guns, scared of the feds, Slime ain't doin' it (Never) Bitch, I keep it on me (Yeah), who the fuck want it? (Yeah) With this chopper chopper, show these bitches I am don dada (Don dada) Shootin', killin' pussy niggas, that's my fuckin' problem (That's my fuckin' problem) I like to pull my mask down and fuckin' rob 'em (I got 'em) My mama always said I need to chill, I got a problem (I can't) Now mama, listen to me, I just fell in love with the chopper (Fell in love with the stick) Pussy nigga ain't even play with me, nigga tried one of my partners (Tried one of my partners) So you know what your son do, man, I pull up and I pop 'em (Pull up and I pop 'em) Fell in love with the poppin' (Yeah) I ain't had no fuckin' papa (Had no fuckin' papa, you know it) But I got niggas listen to me like I'm dad (Like I'm dad) So my gang about these streets, (Yeah) these niggas would never understand (Never understand) Losing the war? Shit, Slime wouldn't understand (I ain't never lost one, nigga) Got so many choppers in this bitch, it feel like Afghanistan (Feel like Afghanistan) I'm dressed in all black (Yeah), I'm robbin', no Batman (No Batman) I should've been a bald head, they call me the hitman (Call me the hitman) You know I ain't got no problem usin' this stick, man (Usin' this stick, man) I got so much money, I can call up stickman (Ayy, stickman, pull up and kill him) He killin' shit, he aim, he don't miss nothin' (Nothin') I guess his aim, it must be connected to the money (Connected to the money) 'Cause 'bout that money, man, this shit get locked in (Shit get locked in) Put his aim on you (Yeah), he gon' pop until you end (Pop until you end) Bitch-ass nigga with a lil'-bitty Glock (Lil'-bitty Glock), he ain't gon' shoot shit (Damn) How the fuck you ain't got one in the head? (What the fuck?) Know you ain't doin' shit (Nah) Niggas ain't totin' they guns, scared of the feds, Slime ain't doin' it (Never) Bitch, I keep it on me (Yeah), who the fuck want it? (Yeah) With this chopper chopper, show these bitches I am don dada (Don dada) Shootin', killin' pussy niggas, that's my fuckin' problem (That's my fuckin' problem) I like to pull my mask down and fuckin' rob 'em (I got 'em) My mama always said I need to chill, I got a problem (I can't) Back up, backend, come and pick up a backend (Backend) I drop these racks on a pussy nigga head, got young niggas ready for the action (They want it) Nigga talkin' 'bout war with big Slime, boy, you got me laughin' (Haha) Must ain't heard about the last pack, boy, his ass was gassin' (Let me fire him up real quick) I was at home kickin' my shit, rollin' up and laughin' (Uh-huh) Another dollar, 'nother day when you havin' (I'm havin' this shit) You broke, got smoke with me, ayy, catch me somewhere in traffic (Catch me somewhere in traffic) Your car better be fast, bitch boy, I hope you catch me (Hope you catch me) I'm strapped up with these sticks in this bitch, you know I'm ready (What's happenin'?) So many niggas that tried this shit got sent to heaven (Got sent to heaven) You think you'd be the first nigga that tried to kill the Slime? (Tried to kill the Slimeball, you ain't the first one) Hahahaha, put 'em all in line (I swear) I can't even say how many niggas really died (Not two, hahahaha, ooh) But I can tell you the main ones that I fried (Uhh) But I ain't gon' speak about that shit, they know the Slime (They know the Slime) Hahahaha, they know the Slime (Yeah) Bitch-ass nigga with a lil'-bitty Glock (Lil'-bitty Glock), he ain't gon' shoot shit (Damn) How the fuck you ain't got one in the head? (What the fuck?) Know you ain't doin' shit (Nah) Niggas ain't totin' they guns, scared of the feds, Slime ain't doin' it (Never) Bitch, I keep it on me (Yeah), who the fuck want it? (Yeah) With this chopper chopper, show these bitches I am don dada (Don dada) Shootin', killin' pussy niggas, that's my fuckin' problem (That's my fuckin' problem) I like to pull my mask down and fuckin' rob 'em (I got 'em) My mama always said I need to chill, I got a problem (I can't)

Ooh-wee Uh Zone 6 shit EA shit Real hitter shit Don't play shit We just spray shit AK shit (COUPE) Bitch, I'm super slime for real (yeah) I be robbin' shit for real (yeah) Bitch, I really was havin' money way before I signed a deal (on God) Bitch-ass niggas ain't seen no M Bitch-ass niggas know what it is (yeah) Bitch, I'm real king Slimeball, I'm king of the hill (King Slimeball) Deadly, ready for the war, I'm ready to smoke somethin' in the field Ready to leave a pussy nigga cold, shiver while he kill, damn (well, damn, well, damn) This just what it is and that's just what it was (damn) Now I'm havin' too much money, bitch (nah, for real) Smoke the best of the best of the best of the bestest Bitch, I been flexin' and flexin' and flexin' I see all my opposites, they stressin' and stressin' (they stressin') Niggas see the Slimeball, no stressin', no stressin' (no stressin') Broke niggas ain't wanna test me, come test me (yeah, come test me) Sure a pussy nigga meet the stretcher, the stretcher (the stretcher) East Atlanta Zone 6, the flexer, forever (forever) Bitch, you already know, got cash, better catch up (yeah) Nigga stuck on muscle, broke-ass nigga ain't got no hustle Nigga scared to use his muzzle, bitch, I make shit double (yah) Double all my money, bitch, I gotta get all mine (all mine) I be rappin', I be trappin' and I go super slime (super slime, nigga) Bitch, I'm super slime for real (yeah) I be robbin' shit for real (yeah) Bitch, I really was havin' money way before I signed a deal (on God) Bitch-ass niggas ain't seen no M Bitch-ass niggas know what it is (yeah) Bitch, I'm real king Slimeball, I'm king of the hill (King Slimeball) Deadly, ready for the war, I'm ready to smoke somethin' in the field Ready to leave a pussy nigga cold, shiver while he kill, damn (well, damn, well, damn) This just what it is and that's just what it was (damn) Now I'm havin' too much money, bitch (nah, for real) And I buck all my opps and I blow up the block (blow up the block) And I don't worry 'bout pussy niggas, still fuck the cops (still fuck the cops) I still trap all day, still sell the re-rock (sell the re-rock) Pussy nigga don't know what he doin', I sell 'em for glass Yeah, nigga, I already know you thought it was glass (thought it was glass) Thought you had cash, I remixed and tricked his ass (damn) I done gave so many niggas rabbit food for bags (damn) I done gave so many niggas counterfeit for cash (for real) Bitch, I'm slimy than a bitch (slimy, bitch) you better ask about me (huh?) Yeah, tell you 'bout the gunplay, I'm really 'bout it (I'm really 'bout it) I caught bodies, caught bodies, had to double up (double up) Had to show them niggas that big Slimeball don't give a fuck (bitch, I don't give a fuck) Say it's war with me, show me somethin', is your muscles up? (Is your muscles up?) Huh? Is your muscles up? Yeah (I ain't do no pushups, nigga) (Yeah) is your muscles up, nigga? I'm pushin' up I'ma put you ass where you need be, nigga (for real, for real) For real Bitch, I'm super slime for real (yeah) I be robbin' shit for real (yeah) Bitch, I really was havin' money way before I signed a deal (on God) Bitch-ass niggas ain't seen no M Bitch-ass niggas know what it is (yeah) Bitch, I'm real king Slimeball, I'm king of the hill (King Slimeball) Deadly, ready for the war, I'm ready to smoke somethin' in the field Ready to leave a pussy nigga cold, shiver while he kill, damn (well, damn, well, damn) This just what it is and that's just what it was (damn) Now I'm havin' too much money, bitch (nah, for real) Uh-huh Uh-huh

Eat 'em up, eat 'em up, eat 'em up Eat 'em up, eat 'em up, eat 'em up (Haha) I told you, I only make stoner music Gangster music, killer music Fuck your ho music, take your ho music (COUPE) Yeah She say boss up, so I drop the top on that bitch (Roll up) She wasn't fuckin' with me when I ain't have shit, but she want this (Yeah) All this money that I'm gettin', I ain't givin' shit (Yeah) I be in the trap spot countin' up, tryna add it (Yeah) Fuck a ho on a blow-up bed, you know that ho is nasty (Yeah) Bitch, I live a savage life, and bitch, I'm livin' lavish (Yeah) I'm a hot boy and my pockets full of salad Mixed it with that rap money, turned that shit to blue cheese (Yeah) Nigga mention my name, know that boy is Swiss cheese (Bah-bah) Bitch say I paid for it, you sound crazy, bitch, please Gave that ho a double cup and told her pop this double G Throw back me an Adderall and then I fuck that ho to sleep Wake that bitch up on a Perky Put it in her mouth, her jaw keep workin' Pop that pussy, baby girl, keep twerkin' Fuck you so good, I swear I won't hurt it Tighten that pussy, make it feel like a virgin Grind on this dick, baby girl, keep workin' Ride on that pony, baby, hop up on it Bounce on this dick, baby, act like you want it Fuck a lotta hoes, you not the only Sleep by my lonely, baby, they didn't want me Say that I fucked, that I fucked all her homies Let in my bed nothin' but bad bitches only Fuck on a thot, suck me up, I don't want her Pass her to the gang, my dawg might want her I'ma keep this shit 100, yeah, y'all niggas not 100, yeah She say boss up, so I drop the top on that bitch (Yeah) She wasn't fuckin' with me when I ain't have shit, but she want this (Yeah) All this money that I'm gettin', I ain't givin' shit (Bitch) I be in the trap spot countin' up, tryna add it (Add it) Fuck a ho on a blow-up bed, you know that ho is nasty (Yeah) Bitch, I live a savage life, and bitch, I'm livin' lavish (Yeah) I'm a hot boy and my pockets full of salad Mixed it with that rap money, turned that shit to blue cheese Nigga wanna kill 'bout a bitch (Yes, sir) Nah, nigga, I don't want her, yeah And I'm real 'bout this shit, nigga Nah, nigga, I ain't Gunna, yeah (Nah) I got lot of bitches 'round my way (Lot of 'em) All these hoes head-hunters (Hunters) And I'm big time stunner, yeah (Stunner) When I see your ho, she a one hit wonder (Yeah) Lie to a ho like I lie to your honor (Yeah) Runnin' the streets, I would lie to my mama (What?) They was tellin' her that I was bustin' guns I was tellin' mama, "Uh-uh, uh-uh" (No, uh-uh) Keep this shit 100, yeah I was raised by mama, yeah Jumped in the streets, I was younger, yeah 13, carryin' that thunder, yeah Mama had kicked me out the house 'cause she found me with a chopper and I was like uh-uh (Uh-uh) Now I'm in the streets, hot summer, yeah (Summer) Kick a nigga door, rob his mama, yeah (Mama) Robbed my first nigga for 100, yeah (Hundred) I remember when I hit a lick for a real hundred K Nigga, that's a real hundred, yeah (Yes, sir) She say boss up, so I drop the top on that bitch (Yeah) She wasn't fuckin' with me when I ain't have shit, but she want this (Yeah) All this money that I'm gettin', I ain't givin' shit (Bitch) I be in the trap spot countin' up, tryna add it (Yeah) Fuck a ho on a blow-up bed, you know that ho is nasty (Yeah) Bitch, I live a savage life, and bitch, I'm livin' lavish (Yeah) I'm a hot boy and my pockets full of salad Mixed it with that rap money, turned that shit to blue cheese (Blue cheese) Uh, yeah Hahahaha The fuck, nigga? Hah, bitch, yeah