Fell Off The Bunk Bed lyrics

[Intro]
I'm good at gettin' active, not for talkin' sh*t, n*gga

[Chorus]
I'm good at gettin' active, not for talkin' sh*t, n*gga, huh
Keep a big-ass Glock so I can pop a b*tch n*gga
If you wanna make some pape', it's best to get around a rich n*gga
Remember days complainin' 'bout the cold, now I got a diamond, rich n*gga
Bad sh*t, a diamond b*tch, n*gga
Your b*tch ass talk a whole lotta sh*t, n*gga, where your Glock at?
It ain't a race for gettin' money, this sh*t is not a contest
Opps forever di*k ridin', they ain't put down pom-poms yet
Said I fell off the bunk bed, so therefore, I did not wreck

[Verse]
And I would never be that
These n*ggas waitin' on me to lose and they'll never see that
If a n*gga think he a loose screw, b*tch, bump, we in the city
We ain't goin' for nothin', got some baby Dumps and all they know is drillin'
They copy the way I treat my b*tch and n*ggas steal my pimpin'
Get like ten million streams a week, n*gga, who f*ckin' with me?
Your baby daddy can't rap, sh*t weak, huh
Dog sh*t on me, know I'm havin' new roll every week
Opps never gonna want no static, they some pipsqueaks
First n*gga can't put down the cup, you heard of Pimp C
She told me if I ain't down to f*ck, she gonna kill me
n*ggas think they know, they never seen the real me, huh
Finna put on a show, they think they finna kill me
Shouldn't've never let 'em get close, think they finna drill me
Better go get some drank to sip on, n*gga, this the real thing
n*ggas be watchin' too much TV, tryna live the drill scene
n*ggas spin and don't go hit sh*t, they don't know what drill mean
I will never be lackin', n*ggas went from humans to ashes
See my whip, they just might blast me, that's why I keep it in traffic
Got set up on some sucker sh*t, I got another one, snatch it
I don't want it back, you can have it, I'm puttin' n*ggas in caskets
Fresh off the plane, finna get the blicky, they caught a n*gga when I ain't have it
Should've got my blick from cappin', it's sucker sh*t, it happens
Can't wait to see a familiar whip, I'ma bust the b*tch in traffic
Go dive in a lake 'fore I f*ck with a musty b*tch, you nasty
[Chorus]
I'm good at gettin' active, not for talkin' sh*t, n*gga, huh
Keep a big-ass Glock so I can pop a b*tch n*gga
If you wanna make some pape', it's best to get around a rich n*gga
Remember days complainin' 'bout the cold, now I got a diamond, rich n*gga
Bad sh*t, a diamond b*tch, n*gga
Your b*tch ass talk a whole lotta sh*t, n*gga, where your Glock at?
It ain't a race for gettin' money, this sh*t is not a contest
Opps forever di*k ridin', they ain't put down pom-poms yet
Said I fell off the bunk bed, so therefore, I did not wreck