Ego. lyrics

[Intro: Jaydes]
(You have no heart!)
Ew, yeah-yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

[Chorus: Jaydes]
I thought you heard 'bout my ego (Yeah)
I cannot f*ck with these people (For real)
n*ggas try copy and paste me (Okay)
But they never gon' be me though (Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Got a lil' Spanish hoe on me (Hi, papi)
She getting wet every C-note ('Kay-aye-aye)
I get to my bag like it's Cheetos (Uh, woah)
This sh*t get slimey like 'Sito (Slimesito)

[Verse I: Jaydes]
I don't want to f*ck, girl, I just want the top
n*gga keep talking, should lay off the rocks
But if he keep on talking, he die in a box
Stop tryna be something you not
n*ggas gon' stare at the block when it's hot
I don't got to slide, I'm not like my opps
I just sit looking pretty
I'm up in Houston like Whitney
The gas, it got me lil' dizzy
I'm tired of all of these n*ggas and b*tches, on god
My n*ggas ain't never lied to me, still doing fraud
Look at my pockets, lil' n*gga, this sh*t is a lot
Bad foreign b*tch got my song on her playlist, now she wanna come to the spot
[Verse II: Rac3r Stef]
She gon' come to the spot
Stepping in with high fashion
Ricky, Balenci', You know we matching
After that b*tch, I pull up with Candace
Pull out choppas and FNs, we blasting
With my shooters, they hitting and dashing
Told that lil' b*tch, "Yeah, we 'bout that action"
Told that lil' b*tch, "Yeah, we 'bout to smash", yeah
Told that lil' b*tch, "Yeah, we 'bout to pass it", yeah
Spin back with a freak, b*tch wanna have fun, wanna have fun
Bad b*tch got the molly up on her tongue, up on her tongue
Pink like Hello Kitty, you know it's on, you know it's on
Blonde pretty b*tch and she looking like Brittany
That's the life of me, ugh
She been tripping-tripping, so I told her, "We done"
Get to dipping-dipping, lil' b*tch, you better run
At the Ricky-Ricky dropping a couple hund'
Spending all of this money while off of the drugs
Getting tipsy-tipsy, yeah, we getting f*cked up
Pour the fizzy-fizzy, off the lean, getting stuck
She like, "Kiss me-kiss me", tell that b*tch she a bunt
L ass b*tch, get her gone

[Chorus: Jaydes]
I thought you heard 'bout my ego (Yeah)
I cannot f*ck with these people (For real)
n*ggas try copy and paste me (Okay)
But they never gon' be me though (Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah)
Got a lil' Spanish hoe on me (Hi, papi)
She getting wet every C-note ('Kay-aye-aye)
I get to my bag like it's Cheetos (Uh, woah)
This sh*t get slimey like 'Sito (Slimesito)