SRTBBL lyrics

[Intro]
(Wake up, F1LTHY)

[Verse: Ken Carson & Destroy Lonely]
All my diamonds came from Africa, but my b*tch from Berlin
If she got a b*tch from Italy, Lone gon' f*ck her friend
I'm 'bout to f*ck her friend
I got some shooters that pull up and hop out the Benz
I done spent a ten, I done made a ten and spent it again
I done spent a ten and bought your b*tch Givenchy moccasins
Why you love that thottie b*tch?
Hellcat got a BBL, yeah, it came with a wide-body kit
Hell nah, I ain't leavin' no shells, I got a shell catcher on the stick
AR-15, it came with a beam, how the f*ck a n*gga gon' miss?
Yeah, I let her pop hеr sh*t, huh
My chain disrespectful and I got a toxic wrist, uh
I got tired of thе ho, I had to switch my b*tch up
We done spent the guap, man down, he won't get picked up (Wake up, F1LTHY)
Push-to-start the droptop, I switch my vehicle
My earrings cost a dime, and my pants cost a nickel
I got swag without even tryin' and my bag hold a stripper
That means I'm totin' that pole
Homixide, yeah, they snotty, they wipin' your nose
Hold up, hold up, hold on, uh
Baby, it’s Opium gang, whatever we sayin' is whatever goes, huh
I put that ice on my chain, I'm rockin that VVS and white gold, uh
And they sayin' we gettin' paid, I tell my n*ggas "Come on, let's go"
b*tch, I get a check then I'm gone
I spend it on filet mignon, designer clothes, I'm livin' lavishly
I sent my plug a piece just 'cause he got them pints and badder sh*t
He was on G6 on a G6, you don't get high, you still first class and sh*t
All these b*tches poppin' pus*y, f*ck the bougies, where the ratchet b*tches?
Huh, I turned a bougie b*tch straight into a ratchet b*tch
Huh, I'm in the spot, we trippin', loadin' up the ratchet, b*tch
Huh, I'm runnin' 'round the lobby, f*ckin' Brenda, Ashley
I get money actually, but none my plugs be taxin' me (Wake up, F1LTHY)
None my plugs be taxin' 'cause they know I'm cashin', 'cause they know I'm havin'
Everywhere I go, I keep my fire, I'm not lackin'
F&N-57 on me, that's why my pants saggin'
If I up this— it spit fire like a dragon
They just heard that "Baow," but nobody know what happened
That boy just got hit with that flame like some matches
All I represent is my gang and that's facts, b*tch
All I smoke is loud and I'm proud, I don't give no f*ck
She f*cked the whole gang, this b*tch a thot, she don't give no f*cks
I hopped out the Cullinan Rolls Royce and f*cked the Bentley truck
Lamb' truck, Porsche truck, Trackhawk, add it up, your math off
These n*ggas tweakin'-tweakin', yeah, like they on bath salts
Shawty, yeah, I'm geekin'-geekin' up, I'm finna take off
All I talk is cash talk, my b*tch got a cash walk
I put a SRT and I smash off, my shooter get paid to crash out