On Point lyrics

[Intro]
b*tch, you ain't gettin' no money
(Beware when Lil Mister Cookup!)
[Hook]
I might have to slap a hoe
You lackin', I'ma whack you hoe
Forty on my waist
Might catch a case
But I ain't lackin' though
Never catch me slippin' b*tch
Never catch me slippin' hoe
Never catch me slippin' b*tch
Never catch me slippin' hoe
Never catch me slippin' hoe

[Verse]
Disrespectful b*tch
Spell yo name with this clip
Audi 4 door finna dip
Yeah I'm always makin' trips
My big brother got a problem
He don't like you f*ckin crips
I finesse em then I dip
Get a bag and take a trip
Cause I'm all about my money
Now these b*tches actin funny
Keep my 30 and my 40 cause I gotta keep my pistol
Cause they might just try to get you
I don't smoke no f*ckin swishers
Call Molly she gon wipe yo ass out just like some tissue
Man this b*tch don't want the issue
Make yo f*ckin momma miss you
I'm the f*ckin school teacher
b*tches better pay attention
Class in session
Better listen
I'ma teach y'all ass a lesson
I ain't with the sneak dissin'
b*tches' neck ain't glistening
[Hook]
I might have to slap a hoe
You lackin', I'ma whack you hoe
Forty on my waist
Might catch a case
But I ain't lackin' though
Never catch me slippin' b*tch
Never catch me slippin' hoe
Never catch me slippin' b*tch
Never catch me slippin' hoe
Never catch me slippin' hoe