Puppets lyrics

[Intro]
Franko dis a banger
Ay, ay, ay, ay

[Chorus]
b*tch n*ggas everywhere, it ain't hard to find 'em
n*ggas ride di*k so these n*ggas can sign 'em
You got a whole lotta b*tches behind you
I got a whole lotta riches behind me
n*ggas say they that bussing, but really they puppets
This rapping sh*t, got n*ggas thinking they thuggin'
He say he my dawg but really it's f*ck him
She think we together, but I just be f*cking

[Verse 1]
Your ass is fat, b*tch I wish there was ten of you
Rapping sh*t blowing up their head like a inner tube
See your lil' comment but what is you finna do?
Not with the back and forth sh*t, I won't mention you
You know you a pus*y, you gotta be kidding me
That wanna be gangster sh*t really is fitting you
It ain't sh*t to drop a few racks and get rid of you
I like a yellow bad b*tch, call her Pikachu
Broke a few hearts and I never said sorry
Can't f*ck with these broke boys like my name was Cardi
That baby ain't mine better take it to Maury
I'm smooth on these b*tches, they call me Mike Lowry
Brodi hand me a wood, this b*tch working my nerve
We know what it is, n*gga f*ck what you heard
I need me 'bout six, let me know what's the word
I get high as f*ck and I fly with the birds
You suck on these b*tches, your ass is a McLovin
I whip out my di*k and she kiss it and rub it
I pull down her pants and I slap it and f*ck it
I'm rolling up McDonald nuggets and bugars
If he take more than he give, kick his ass to the curb
Give me head well I'm driving, b*tch making me swerve
Yeah sh*t was f*cked up but it could've been worse
Yeah I play it cool, but there ain't sh*t to purge
[Chorus]
b*tch n*ggas everywhere, it ain't hard to find 'em
n*ggas ride di*k so these n*ggas can sign 'em
You got a whole lotta b*tches behind you
I got a whole lotta riches behind me
n*ggas say they that bussing, but really they puppets
This rapping sh*t, got n*ggas thinking they thuggin'
He say he my dawg but really it's f*ck him
She think we together, but I just be f*cking

[Verse 2]
Keep your hoe from around me, that ho getting flip
These n*ggas lyin' they just good at the lip
Stuck with my brothers like Tiny and Tim
I'm smoking good gas, they thought I let it rip
Everybody smoke nuggets, but look what I started
My prices be stuck, I ain't doing no bargain
I'm laughing like I'm at the crib watching Martin
I point than attack, I ain't doing no pardon
Had to run this sh*t up with my siblings and Madre
Grew up with no father, grew up with no Padre
I just got this sh*t Tuesday, I get it gone by Friday
All gas, no breaks like I'm on the highway
Drop a bag on me but his broke ass can't
I promise this sh*t ain't gonna go how you think
Your RX fake and your weed don't stank
I'm rocking white Tees on the block like Hank
[Chorus]
b*tch n*ggas everywhere, it ain't hard to find 'em
n*ggas ride di*k so these n*ggas can sign 'em
You got a whole lotta b*tches behind you
I got a whole lotta riches behind me
n*ggas say they that bussing, but really they puppets
This rapping sh*t, got n*ggas thinking they thuggin'
He say he my dawg but really it's f*ck him
She think we together, but I just be f*cking