[ Featuring Papasmxrf ]
On the motherf*cking beat, baby, let's f*cking go
Told you don't come up on this side No, you can't f*ck with the big guys
I'm a big fish, you a small fry Oh yeah, she tryna call up the big slime
She said she f*ckin' with these rhymes Told her that we wastin' no time
I cannot, I cannot stand that lil f*cking bitch Most of the time, I can admit she trippin' over some other shit Hit after hit, go back and forth
Set after set like she's Djokovic
Don't come outside, it's too dangerous
I'm finna, I'm finna crash the party Hop out a hot new Bugatti
Yeah, we gon' set it off, I can't be sorry You was a clone, ain't nobody, you is a f*ckin joke
Yeah, these girls my lil' Barbies All they wanna do is take Molly
They don't be hittin dope, I don't even smoke I've been layin low with my main ho, too insane, yo
I just, uh
Yeah, uh, uh You know, you know, uh, you know, uh
You know I'm gettin' my dollars, yeah You know I'm stackin' my commas, yeah
You know I'm gettin' my guala,
You know, uh Kick this shit like judo, uh
Sippin on Sprite like Pluto, uh Ice real cold like Juneau, uh
You know, you know, uh Last one out, no uno, uh
Pocket real fat like sumo, uh Give me my credit like kudos, uh
You know, you know, uh I gotta go get it
Stackin' the paper, I think it's a fetish
I'm gettin' up green and I'm stackin' up lettuce
Slimey lil snake Santino Marella, I'm rollin with twin like a dual baretta
They call me a rat, cause I'm gettin' this cheddar
Why you talkin'? god damn, I ain't even finished, why you always off it
Pray to God, Imma see the day when all my shit is poppin
Can't never stop it
Ready to blow, I'm on the way, but takin' it slow
Feelin' awake, but living in my dreams I don't wanna sleep, lookin' for my peace
Selo finna blow Rock designer foreign garments from my head down to my toe
Got a OG, he been trappin' out since 1944 Imma throw this money in the air and watch it hit the floor
Told her keep it on the low F*ck with me, you tweakin', ho, be reasonable
I can't tell you none unless you need to know Catch the flow, run up, turn you to a f*ckin' vegetable
I been f*ckin' with Lil' Shawty, she said she from Mexico
Skirt off in a ghost, she said Sel you do the most
Yeah, what else am I supposed to? That shit must be a joke
Yeah, you niggas must be jokin' All your money broken, all my diamonds frozen
What's not known don't gotta be spoken
Smokin', we be smokin
I got Shawty and she's soakin', and she's soakin
All my pockets swollen (I'm bout to lose control )
Yeah, All my pockets swollen
Yeah, All my pockets swollen
Yeah they got me swollen
Yeah, All my pockets swollen
