Yuh
Yeah she died there
Pretty bitch and I reside there
I be inside there
I'm gettin money, I don't lie there
Uh
Yeah she died there
Pretty bitch and I reside there
I be inside there
I'm gettin money, I don't lie there
Bitch you know I care
Bitch you know I care
Bitch you know I care
Bitch you know I care
(Brrrrr Ah!)
(Yuh, I said I said, I said I said, I said I said, I said I said, said said)
Bigger better things bada boom bada bing
Bitch I'm on the big screen and you know that
My niggas always been so violent, when the guns start poppin' man that shit be a throwback
I'm shittin' on any other nigga who be beefing with his old raps
And I don't give a f*ck who you are bitch I hit ya' in the thorax
But her ass still fat and her holes still tight
So Imma chill here and feel guilty for the night
And wake up in the morning feelin' like a different person
Bitch I'm in the third person, now she diggin' in her purse and
Now she pullin' out her phone and she showing Stunky shit
Now I gotta dip, big Jigga on the hits
Time damagin' my mind, I been scramblin' my lies and
Comin' outta pocket, never comin' outta mines
(It's Wack)
Wack
(It's Wack)
Wack
(It's Wack)
Wack
(It's Wack)
Yeah
(It's Wack, it's Wack, It's Wack, it's Wack)
I hate that a nigga been text you from far
I hate that a nigga can't see what I'm on
I hate that the people can't see me, they don't wanna see me
I'm just tryna be me, like me
Bitch why you act like this dick is for free?
The only thing free is your freedom of speech
Yet I still light that shit and pass like Saquon
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson you're losing your son
I hate that these niggas can't see what I'm on
I hate that these niggas can't see what I'm on