[Intro] (Hittin ass) (Yeah) [Verse 1] Hating ass bitch, stop that shit And while you’re at it get off my dick (Back up quick) Ain’t no room for you right now ’Bout to get some neck on the way to get a new necklace (Let’s go) Gotta whole lotta hoes fresh out they teens They rimming each other while I’m in between Most of them twenty, and alright to me You call ’em tens but I keep ’em clean Don’t ask me no questions, just letting you know, I don’t do no stressin I just let it go The BS can miss me I roll with that glizzy If shit get fishy Get the net and the pole that’s caught with the stick Any smarts you would dip or your carcass get ditched in a parking lot quick Think Billboard I’m markin off hits Your number one, time to start a new list [Beat breath] (Yeah just letting you know) Hating ass bitch (Im letting it go) If shit gets fishy (G g g g the net and the pole) Time to start a new (list) [Verse 2] Runnin digits up, numbers crazy (Don’t know how much, ain’t looked lately) Mean mug on FaceTime but can’t face me Say you on G time but dropped three dimes (That’s thirty, I’m raisin) Who you rushin, this America (Learn some patience) Now you a patient, whole team pacin Breadwinner eight kids, who pay rent? (Rhetorical, save it) Hit was cheap, yeah I’m saved (Call that a killer deal) They spin the block, then send the bill Split the blunt, with piff it’s filled You hop off the hip, I drill Pop won’t fly, we split the field Catch it home, envelope sealed Inside is your writtin will [Outro ad-libs] (Hittin ass) (Let’s go) (Yeah) (Billboard) (Huh) [Verse] Im Runnin them digits up, the numbers they going crazy Don’t even know how much, I ain’t looked at them lately Yea you can Mean mug on the FaceTime but to coward to face me Say you’re on G time but dropped three dimes So the thirty, I’m raisin Bitch who the fuck are you rushin, this America Learn you some patience Now you a patient, whole team was praising Now there all pacing You said you the breadwinner with like eight kids, who gone pay rent? That was Rhetorical, so you can save it Hit was affordable yea bitch I’m saving. Call that a killer deal They spin the block, then send the bill Split the blunt, with piff it’s filled You hip and you hop off the hip, I drill That shit you Pop won’t fly, we split the field Catching everything , envelope licked and sealed Inside is your writtin will, best get inside Shits getting real, [Outro ad-libs] (Hating ass) (Letting you know) Shit get fishy (I’m letting it go) (Billboard) (Huh)