Verse 1-
b*tch I’m back & incredible, tell a friend to go tell a ho
I got bars like a felony, never have been a criminal
Tented up like I’m federal, every beat is so edible
Man my n*ggas we roll deep, we’re like the f*ckin’ expendables
Straight line heterosexual, every girl that I f*ck with is cute as sh*t I need better hoes
My old girl look like she used to dance with the hoes in a festival
Put my foot on the pedal tho, slow down, I could never put, another b*tch on a pedestal
They secretly follow me, they secretly prodigies, I beez in yo’ trap more than you f*ckin be in yo’ colony
I’m prolly presidential more than f*ckin’ obama be
And ain’t no A,B,C,D,E’s or Fs in my column G, uh
Really tho’, yall lil’ hoes are silly tho’
Secretly talk about me, what?, I don’t give a f*ck they really hoes
Pollinate the beat the snares they turn into flowers so f*ck ya’ favorite rapper 2 b*tch it’s the man of the hour
-Hook-
You A pus*y Ass n*gga, A pus*y Ass n*gga, pus*y Ass n*gga, pus*y Ass n*gga
(repeat)
Verse 2-
I swear its hard to be humble up in a room full of suckas that when you wanna throw em’ the ball then you know they gon’ fumble
I like my dollars in bundles if it’s a stack I say double it
Man they call they self sucka-free but they stay on that sucka-sh*t
Do you know who you f*ckin’ with?
To the top you go under it, get on beats and I vomited
You get beats and you plummeted
I swear rappers are funny, they pay 400 for features
When they don’t do it no justice and I could kill sh*t for free
But don’t come at me with that free sh*t cuz I’ll be passin’ they asses
They think they really that good then ima start taxin’ they asses
You don’t belong in this industry, fake ass rappers pretend to be
Say they packin’ the automatic that sh*t is pretend to me
You don’t got it in your heart to kill a n*gga and let him die
If you go to jail you will be the first one to get sodomized
Better bow down to a king I’m what you n*ggas go idolize
Kiss the ring get on yo’ f*cking knees and f*cking apologize, uh
-Hook-
Verse 3-
Everyday Is fathers day, I better get my f*ckin’ cards
Don’t ever say hi to me, cuz I could never f*ck wit’ yall
We ain’t on eye level, my next b*tch is mothering you n*ggas its obvious you’ll never get on a god’s level, buck with them
Its motherf*ck with them
I’m like a tall tee like who tf could tuck him in hah?
And I don’t even need to please whores, make em run it back like
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-Hook-