Lyrics

[Intro] Tuh [Verse 1] You hang around me if your mind petty Just fortied your bitch, John Salley Hoes hate me, but my mom happy All these rolls on me, need an Oscar like a proud family They love catchin' bullets, call the opps Randy We just popped number 2 like a god daddy Huh, four-five left, it is not a taxi Yeah, nutted in your BM, you is not the daddy Before he vacate in Hawaii, let's stop by Miami Got a lil' freak bitch stay in Tallahassee I ain't see the sneak diss, he forgot to add me He soft as hell but keep stick, call him cotton candy Walk in the booth and chase stop breathin', it's magical A snow bunny just told me that I'm radical Monkey on my back, I'm feelin' like Danimals All eyes on me, bitches think I'm Incredibles Broke my heart, but I couldn't even be mad at you I'm the one with just the book without readin' the manual These feelings sneak up like I'm eatin' an edible An opp head just did the splits, he was flexible Can't find the time to fit me in my schedule Tryna save the world, I keep neglectin' myself I'd just rather suffer than ask for some help Doin' scams, feel like Jeffrey Dahmer, catchin' his mail Bitch so bad, told her hand me the belt Gave her back strokes, she said, "Boy, you actin' like Phelps" Clip curl at the end like the hat on the elf Nigga, yeah, yeah [Chorus] I got it on me Gotta keep it on me Yeah, they tryna harm me Yeah, they tryna take my soul Top of the morning Why they creepin' on me? Yeah, don't need an army Yeah, as long as I can take my pole I'm a one me Ayy Ayy, baby my favorite ho [Verse 2] Yeah, ooh, it is niggas earned, but they not dangerous Yeah, I don't want your bitch, shit, ayy Ooh, I just want the neck 'cause it's outrageous Pulled the bitch tracks out, now her mind racin' Judge lockin' niggas down, they is not playin' Tryna hand me a sentence like sign language Got a K in my hand like sign language When it's cold, I take flights like I'm migrating Have you ever got some neck that was life savin'? Ayy, yeah Save me from my old bitch 'cause I was finna call her I got niggas dodgin' me, I feel like Nikki Parker I could do anything, I just need a burner In the booth with that smacker like I'm Tina Turner When he died, I was on a flight eatin' a burger He was in the sky too, I know you seen me smirkin' Huh, ayy Yeah, they told me shit about my bitch, nigga, she a virgin Killed they own mans, opps say they did the murder Shit deep, gotta watch them niggas in your circle Nigga think he fucked my bitch, nigga, she my worker Now it's burnin' when he piss, lil' wee-wee hurtin' Ayy They gotta pay me for this game, I ain't rappin' again Put your dog on a shirt like Kruella de Vil, ha