I need me a bad bitch who only for me
Keep that pussy wet and tight and keep it only for me
Oh you wanna birkin bag and I'll take care of that fee
Just don't let me crash and go hop out on feet
Just know you on the winning team
I ain't worried bout them niggas cause I know they scared of me
It's been cold as f*ck outside so I been riding with my heater
I give you hella blues but you know that I'm a bleeder
If she trippin' then I'll leave her, don't listen to your friends baby
No I'm not a cheater, I know she raw as hell, but I know that she a keeper
Do your homework on me baby, I'll be the reaper
I need me a bad bitch who only for me
I need me a bad bitch who only for me
I need me a bad bitch who only for me
I need me a bad, I need me a bad
I need me a bad bitch who only for me
Oh I'm in trouble, get my Glock and shoot it only for me
I want you to be the one to have my mini-me
Just don't let me crash and go catch a first degree
You my gangster bitch, you know we kill together
Pop a nigga and go home and take pics, in matching sweaters
Girl I'm not worried bout them bitches, swear that they not on your level
You so pretty but you got that evilness, just like the devil
Girl you swear you something special
Girl I love when you (?)
You don't take no f*ckin' good kid, you date a f*ckin' rebel
I step on these niggas like Pebbles
I send that boy right to heaven
I'll cut that nigga tongue out, and now that pussy boy helpless
If you really love me, baby catch a first degree
Need you to kill as much as me, let's go on a murder spree
Shit was gettin' hard, start stealin' cars and we did burglaries
Shit was gettin' hard, swipe EBT so we could have somethin' to eat
Jumped in this shit, I wasn't thinkin
I fell back then my dawg died, so I started back tweaking
In my city, ain't no real preacher, you can't even trust a deacon
In my city, the one you call bro be the reason you ain't breathing
This shit so grimey
I'm paranoid, I gotta watch out who behind me
Can't get it back but you can spend it, that's how time be
Get back, don't got a date, but we do our shit timely
Ain't love for real, that love for fake
I think she losing herself ever since she left, she been gaining weight
I'm only 16 but I feel like it's so much on my plate
Before I sit around broke, I'll go and rob you for some pape
Baldheads inside the clip, you get hit with Andrew Tate
Shot at the wrong niggas, them boys made a big mistake
You loyal to me, this forever, we won't never break
Generational wealth that's somethin' I'm tryin' to create