Despicable Me 3 lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayy, Nine9 really kickin' sh*t, you heard?)
(Nine9 made it)

[Verse]
You b*tches is despicable
No, I heard life miserable
Ride around in the Foreign, caught that lil Glock, it's for a visual
Here I go, like mystical
[?] really working miracles
[?] speaking Heribu
n*ggas talking, so subliminal
Police treat me like a criminal
When I know my life is so spiritual
And I see they got Build-A-Bear but I'm finna make a store called Build-A-Hoe
I'm finna make my hoe beautiful
Put a B.B. belt on her [?]
Need a bad b*tch, to post lil hoe
I sit back and recline though
Lеt the dro ease my mind tho
I got all bluеs in my pockets but I ain't sh*t like Quando
Fans want me to respond them
Don't ask what I bang, lil b*tch, you already know it's the damn four
You know that I ain't Sosa or Chief Keef, but [?]
Got this lil b*tch di*k riding me and the team like a pogo
You know you can't be around me and the team, you gon' tell info
This lil b*tch wanna use me for my green, I'm like "hell no"
And damn, I gotta stop drinking this lean, my eyes yellow
Damn, I had to put the diamonds right up in my bezel
Really don't understand why this b*tch thought she was special
Baby girl, she tried to hurt me, put me in the friend-zone
f*cking on this b*tch, I nut up on her Dior lens, though
Baby, I don't put in no relations, we could be friends though
Tryna get my b*tch by standing outside of her window
I start smoking grabba leaf, I used to smoke extendos
Watch me catch a play , I ain't nothing like Carmelo
Riding around the city, better know that I'm well known
Catching all these plays like a n*gga made Redzone
Pull up in that Rari, give a f*ck n*gga something to hate on
Swear I ain't f*cking with school, I was the one they sent home
What-what-what's up with you, baby [?]
And I-and I ball right on a f*ck n*gga call me Shaquille O'Neal