I jug and finesse in this b*tch
Like a part-time job son of a b*tch (what)
Money callin in my sleep
Poof! I be gone b*tch
The roof is drowning
Like water sinking down my neck
Don't call if it ain't bout a check
(sh*t i'm fillin i'm fillin i'm fillin)
(verse)
Tic toc gun shot on that di*k
I keep my sh*t cleaner than the jays in your feet
Say I ain't sh*t i'm in Dubai sippin unique
(say you real)
Real enough to make a f*cking mill'
(keep it fill)
Filled enough to wet the f*cking field
(Red b*tches)
Hot enough to burn the f*cking loccette team
Hope you in your safe house
'cause im taking the f*cking hills
f*cking with me (Hoe) it ain't safe
Might cost you a bill
I don't really say it (but)
My n*ggas make the mess and sh*t
Got no time to think how i'll dirt
Your face
Should I pull the triggs? Should I let the pace?
Tatted my name on your n*gga chest
Lc On his face
'cause he lick between my thighs even though he got a b*tch
f*ck Relationships,all this corny sh*t
b*tch i'm with the licks I'd man-Down for this sh*t