Narcissistic lyrics

[Intro]
Hm, hm, hm
Oh yeah (Brr)
Ayy
f*ck y'all n*ggas talkin' 'bout me, man
That's on the gang, sh*t, charged up, charged up
Ayy, ayy, ayy
They say I look like this and I sound like that
They say I look like this and I sound like that
They say, they say, ayy

[Chorus]
Shut yo' muhf*ckin' mouth (Ayy) fo' I put my Glock in it, uh (Pu-pu-pu)
Pop a pivot when I drop, I cop the digits, uh (Brr)
Block is hittin' and we got a pot to p*ss in, uh
I got b*tches but them thots be narcissistic
b*tch, shut up (Ayy) fo' I put my Glock in it, uh (Pu-pu-pu)
Pop a pivot when I drop, I cop the digits, uh (Brr)
Block is hittin' and we got a pot to p*ss in, uh (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I got b*tches and they say I’m narcissistic

[Verse 1]
'Cause' I am, ho, (Oh yeah) fifty grand, ho (Oh yeah)
In my pants, ho, this ain’t no advance, ho
I just upped my walkthrough, (Ayy) I just upped my backend
I just upped my Glock too, run it through the back end
And I’m on the cup now but I’m never lackin'
Shawty wanna f*ck now, bring her through the back end
And she on them drugs now and I’m still trappin'
I gеt all the love now, they ain’t lovе me back then, what happened?
[Chorus]
Shut up fo' I put my Glock in it, uh (Pu-pu-pu)
Pop a pivot when I drop, I cop the digits, uh (Brr)
Block is hittin' and we got a pot to p*ss in, uh
I got b*tches but them thots be narcissistic

[Interlude]
Talkin' 'bout "You love me", you don't love me
You don't love, you don't love nobody but your damn self
b*tches really wasn't lying when they said n*ggas ain't sh*t
n*ggas really ain't sh*t

[Chorus]
b*tch, shut up (Dumb b*tch) fo' I put my Glock in it, uh (Pu-pu-pu)
Pop a pivot when I drop, I cop the digits, uh (Brr)
Block is hittin' and we got a pot to p*ss in, uh
I got b*tches and they say I’m narcissistic

[Verse 2]
'Cause I am, ho, (Ayy) I’m the man, ho (Ayy)
I’m in demand, ho, let’s go where they can't go
My Manhattan apartment where I give her hard di*k
She came on the carpet and then that b*tch departed, she's heartless
My exes made me heartless, Texas made me heartless
But Texas where my heart is, I’m a triple D Sargent
My dawgs don't be barkin', they just need a target
Choppa by this armpit and that b*tch left him armless (Pu-pu-pu)
[Chorus]
n*gga, shut up fo' I put my Glock in it, uh (Pu-pu-pu)
Pop a pivot when I drop, I cop the digits, uh (Brr)
Block is hittin' and we got a pot to p*ss in, uh
I got b*tches but them thots be narcissistic
n*gga, shut up fo' I put my Glock in it, uh (Pu-pu-pu)
Pop a pivot when I drop, I cop the digits, uh (I got the digits)
Block is hittin' and we got a pot to p*ss in, uh (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I got b*tches and they say I’m narcissistic
'Cause I am, ho