F*ck you mean, bitch, it's my season
(F*ck you mean, lil bitch, it's my season)
This bitch hit my phone sayin' the same damn thing
She a groupie, hoe, this bitch a lame
She a groupie, hoe, this bitch a lame
She know I don't care about no
She know I don't care about no
She know I don't care about no niggas, they can never take my spot
Cause if I hit her phone right now, she suckin cock
If I hit her phone right now, she eating cock
Might eat the box
I tell my young nigga Pull up, lil' nigga, we just gotta drop
On a opp, I'm tryna flock Oh, yeah, yeah, I'm tryna flock
(Let it fly, Let it fly)
These bitches really shady, I just want my baby
No I just want my lady, I just want my lady
Ain't no lil boy could faze me Ain't no lil' nigga could faze me
No lil' nigga could scare me I don't fear nothin
I can't go out like that old nigga that's a fear, bro
I'll never switch up on the guys And if I do, I'll kill myself
I ain't even mean it like that
This new G-lock, get your wig pushed back
And this new G-Lock, make your bitch get back
They like, where Tyy at
Bitch, I'm in the cracks Open up, I'm in your f*ckin' window
Bitch, holla back
I'm higher than a motherf*ckin' crescendo
I'm tryna spin it back
Like, not one of my opp niggas done caught me
I tell they ass, spin back
Bad lil' hoe got her wrist on froze
You know my wrist on froze And not one of my niggas wrists on low
None of my niggas ain't broke And not one of my lil' niggas ain't broke
My niggas ain't broke not one of my lil' niggas is broke
(Broke)