Nigga, f*ck your bitch's sleep, f*ck a lullaby Your bitch chips, your bitch side, yeah
Nigga, I said, yeah, I said, yeah F*ck your bitch's sleep, nigga, f*ck a lullaby
F*ck your bitch's chips, your bitch side, yeah Nigga, try to play with me, I'ma catch a homicide, yeah, yeah
Nigga, I just lost my homie, I'ma cry myself to sleep tonight Bitch, that she my superpower, that's my kryptonite
Yeah, you said that your bitch was a ten, I ain't slap bitch, alright Yeah, I ain't throw a punch in your side, I only throw a pipe
Yeah, I'm off a pill in a G6, I kiss off in the fly Yo, bitch, she hit my line, she wanna f*ck, I give one night
Yo, bitch chips, nigga, yeah, you her protect Nigga's f*ckin' up, I'm a damn vet Nigga's swervin' around, ain't no Corvette
Mama, ask me, do I got that Porsche yet? I ain't got that Porsche, I just bought two more pints of tech
And I'm in bed with the drink, man Now I got a stack, payin' back like ten bands If you steal once, we cut off two hands
If you steal again, we takin' off your top, man That shit light, though Your bitch fine, she a dime, I might not pipe, though