Yea it’s on- came with the 223 and the 456 and the pistol all strapped
Call me with the 313 area code cause the D is where I’m at
n*gga talk sh*t he gon get slapped
n*gga blown away with the Mac
Detroit hat it’s a snap back
We in here taking pills like a tic tac
Yea it’s on- I’m in my room making my own melodies
I will never let a hater get a hold of me
My will goes farther than a growing tree
Big booty b*tches wearing skinny jeans
I sit back chill and sleep
Put my di*k in 8 inches deep
Look even tho I’m only 14
Doing things I only could dream
Walk out a store with a Gucci tote
Ran up a check cause I’m never going broke
I know he don’t want no smoke
Play me that n*gga is toast
Yo b*tch on my di*k and I don’t mean to boast
She liking my pics on da gram and the post
All these drugs got my eyes hanging low
You know I f*ck wit henny and patrone
All these wannabe n*ggas my clones
I don’t give out money I don’t hand out loans
Me and my n*ggas stay high like a drone
b*tches get my number they blow up my phone
They text me like daddy hey
I wanna be yo next bae
Can I come see you today
Follow me I know da way
Like JDI baby girl I just do it
If you broke my heart lil b*tch you den blew it
Getting rejected was my thing and I knew it
But I gotta blood heart so I go through it
Being a rapper was another me
Letting the beat just f*ck wit me
My fake friends turned into frenemies
And pus*y n*ggas turned to enemies
Yea it’s on- came with the 223 and the 456 and the pistol all strapped
Call me with the 313 area code cause the D is where I’m at
n*gga talk sh*t he gon get slapped
n*gga blown away with the Mac
Detroit hat it’s a snap back
We in here taking pills like a tic tac
Yea it’s on- I’m in my room making my own melodies
I will never let a hater get a hold of me
My will goes farther than a growing tree
Big booty b*tches wearing skinny jeans
I sit back chill and sleep
Put my di*k in 8 inches deep
Look even tho I’m only 14
Doing things I only could dream
Went to the club said I’m not old enough
I told them I can be as tough
I don’t even work out but I’m still buff
I stay wavy baby I don’t need a f*ckin brush
223 is ammo
Blow a pus*y n*gga jus like a candle
That is light work that I can handle
Hang a n*gga up put him on the mantle
One day I might put a n*gga on a shirt
Pick up the shovel and dig up the dirt
Take out his sister cause I am a flirt
Put it in between her legs underneath her skirt
Swear the gang'll show you where the smoke at
Dial tones, you can find me where the dope at
Saw you in the club, had to tell you throw it back
Rocking leather denim hoodie like a throwback
Drive by shooters got me running like a track meet
They pullin the shotties shooting out the back seat
Said my di*k sweet like laffy taffy
I’m wearing all red guess a blood tryna match me
I see my target I’m ready to shoot
f*ck a Glock I might just stump em wit boots
Fortnite damn I dropped all my loot
Hit a n*gga twice and I knock out his tooth
Yea it’s on- came with the 223 and the 456 and the pistol all strapped
Call me with the 313 area code cause the D is where I’m at
n*gga talk sh*t he gon get slapped
n*gga blown away with the Mac
Detroit hat it’s a snap back
We in here taking pills like a tic tac
Yea it’s on- I’m in my room making my own melodies
I will never let a hater get a hold of me
My will goes farther than a growing tree
Big booty b*tches wearing skinny jeans
I sit back chill and sleep
Put my di*k in 8 inches deep
Look even tho I’m only 14
Doing things I only could dream