Don't think that a nigga an easy lick, I ride round with big blicks
Ha, catch a plug and send a blitz, hold up, pull a hit stick
Pussy nigga goin get hit, nigga mad I hit his bitch
Yeah he mad I hit his bitch, that's just how the game goes
You know that was never your bitch, bae I'm tryna tango
She see helluh rackades, when I step in, need a raincoat
Ran it up, triathlete, got a championship ring on
Think I'm a gunsmith, I got this AR with the attachments to it
Brr, Brr
Yeah these ray bands on my eyes, I feel like Pluto Hendrix
Codeine sippin, codeine dreaming, I feel like I'm Kodak
I don't trust this little hoe, I threw on an AirTag
Oh I think it's a low jack on the whip, I took it off that
Brand new Jag, paper tag, s-type, 200 on the dash, I'm gon speed off
You hear that loud roar, omg that's the exhaust
Don't think that a nigga an easy lick, I ride round with big blicks
This little hoe be pulling up unannounced, she is a damn tick
Brand new glocky, hold a 50, it's a .40 big titt
Unfaithful little bitch you can't come to my spot, I'll f*ck you in the ritz
I'll f*ck you in the ritz, these crackers tryna get me, I ain't talking bout no ritz
I'm talking bout them saltines, crackers yeah these bitches salty
These pussy niggas salty, they playa hating on me , I know this bitch want me
In the studio, I'm locked in, hope they don't try an box me in
I was just locked up, had to sleep with a blicky
Hope they don't try an, hope they don't try an shank me