[Intro]
Finna bleed on this, f*ck you mean?
Aight
Blueface, baby
Let's get to it, stop playing
Yeah, aight (aight)
Do it for the beat
Finna get real disrespect, listen up b*tch
Aight
[Verse]
I pull up to that Benz lot, I’m finna blow commas
Any n*gga want beef, I'm pullin' up with Timmy Tongas (I do it)
I’m bleeding that last n*gga, baby, I'm really heem
These n*ggas really broke, everything ain't what it seem
I want what's in the pocket, b*tch, keep what's in them jeans (Look what you got on)
FN mob, whole squad full of as*h*les (Skoo')
Sliding up and down Washington, b*tch, we in bimbos (Bimbos)
Ten toes, gang members change money before we change clothes (Aight)
Kick doors, get dough, pull up, then we blindfold (Goddamn)
So much money in my section, b*tch, you know we can't fold (Skoo')
I bash Benzes only, I done ran through four-doors and coupes
Young hot n*gga, so these whores blow me like f*cking soup
I’m confused, how the f*ck you n*ggas fly?
You don’t even drive, how you turnt up on the Gram but turn down when it slide?
(Blueface, you really bleedin' em, chill out with all that wordplay)
f*ck that, I get these b*tches wet and give a f*ck when they got headache
I told that b*tch to give me neck, b*tch, ’til your head ache
I ain't got time to f*ck around, I need a b*tch that make me bust fast
So I can hop in traffic and get back to that f*cking bag
Don't nobody love a n*gga when a n*gga doin' bad
Blueface in the booth, b*tch, you know I’m finna bleed it
Looking like Janet on Instagram
b*tch pulled up looking like Michael
b*tch, you need to Beat It (Beat It!)
This sh*t easy, peasy
30 in my 40 (Aight), and it's lemon-squeasy (I do this)
Runnin' through these instrumentals, these rap n*ggas ready for a challenge
n*ggas thought sh*t was sweet 'til I saw [?] Balance (ooh-wah)
Blueface the flyest, b*tch, I'm stylin' without a stylist
I'm not a in a foreign slide? I'm going nuts
You depending on that next thing? You might as well be gettin' f*cked (Blueface, baby)