[Intro]
(b*tch, I'm fly, I feel like Birdman, respect my name)
Rrah, ayy, baow
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, could you turn my headphones up a little bit in this b*tch?
Huh? Ayy, wait, b*tch, look, woo
[Verse]
I paid a thousand for these shoes, watch how you boot me
Step on these, watch how a n*gga step on you (Watch how a n*gga step on you)
I got a b*tch that's with the sh*ts, that ho be trippin'
b*tch, you trip and I'll put that b*tch on you (I'll put that b*tch on you)
Boy, keep a Glock, ain't gotta c*ck, one in the head
Clip like a leg, you know this b*tch hold thirty-two (You know this b*tch hold thirty-two)
She say, "Um, yeah," well, since, "Um, yeah," b*tch, give me head
Now let me show you what this f*ckin' Addy do (Like what this f*ckin' Addy do?)
And I ain't trippin' 'bout no b*tch, see, you can have her
If she look my way, you know WhopBezzy had her (b*tch, you know I had her too)
You ain't a rat, but hang with rats, so what is that?
My n*gga, you's a f*ckin', a Ratatouille (Say pop a Ratatouille)
f*ck that boy, he done got finessed, he think I blessed him
But you know I had to go with the move (Yeah, b*tch, I went with the move)
You think you dumb, well, b*tch, I'm dumber, come and test me, break a rule
I make a b*tch drop out of school (I make a b*tch drop out of school)
This ain't no race, but sh*t, I'm winnin' 'til I finish
'Fore I lose, your people gon' be losin' you (Your people gon' be losin' you)
And b*tch, I'm really 'bout my business when I'm spinnin' like some tires
And I don't need no f*ckin' suit (b*tch, I don't need no f*ckin' suit)
I catch you anywhere, I'm crashin' like a wreck
b*tch, call the people, you gon' have to f*ckin' sue
'Cause I'ma put you in a suit, you gon' leave here in a hearse
I thought this b*tch was with it, he was cappin' in his verse, oh my God
b*tch, you owe me money, I need it now like f*ck the first
b*tch, I'm out here rollin' off an Addy with a Perc', yeah
I don't shoot my sh*t for nothin' 'cause b*tch, I know it's workin'
Only time I open fire, I'm tryna put this b*tch to work, yeah, baow, baow
Baow, this b*tch hurt, huh
I'ma sin again, so I don't go to church, huh
And I'm a motherf*ckin' boss, ain't gotta work, huh
I got the addy on you, I ain't gotta lurk, nah
Baow, baow, n*gga
b*tch, I'm comin' for you
I really came to get some pus*y, I ain't comin' for you
And look, that pus*y can't be good, this b*tch ain't c*mmin' for you
Think you Ford tough, how you gon' dodge these f*ckin' bullets when they comin' for you?
b*tch, I'm fly, I feel like Birdman, respect my name, n*gga
I'm the freshest n*gga without jewelry, f*ck a chain, n*gga
I be high as f*ck just like a plane, n*gga
Text me like she bored, I wonder why? She with a lame n*gga
Huh? What? Yeah, b*tch, take your L
She say, "I swear to God, I love you," I say, "Go to hell"
This sh*t I'm smokin' on so loud, you can hear it yell
Before I let a n*gga take somethin' from me, take me to my cell (Yeah, yeah)