Threat

Lyrics

I'll be faded for tomorrow but I'm still drinkin I ain't worried bout them niggas boy we kill demons Told lil baby shut her mouth but she still speakin Thought we had an understandin but she still tweakin Baby I ain't tryna hear it yeah I'm still leavin Bitch you broke and you dusty and you still stealin Outta Vicky C's bitch you coulda went to Neimans Pulled like 40 thousand out my pants and she couldn't believe it If I didn't have my baby boy prolly wouldn't of seen this I'ma pull up drippin sauce make them bitches clean it We'll wipe a nigga nose give that boy a Kleenex That bitch wanna tell the whole world that she fuckin Fenix But I ain't trippin I'm an nigga and somе mo shit These niggas really think thеy poppin with no motion Lil mami off a molly, tryna pop it in slo motion You know I keep it on me, better watch how you approach me I'm off a perc with your hoe she tryna throw shit I can't lie brodie bro you got a cold bitch How you tryna war with us? You got no sticks All that poppin on the gram make the [?] You the type to make a diss, I'm a send a threat I like when she give a nigga neck When I'm faded off these drugs when it feel the best You was poppin it, we hopped out poppin with a TEC I just hit her for that mm, she gon bring a check Pussy wet, yeah my baby do this shit the best 20 summers still broke, boy your life a mess Stop it, you be tryna make amends, we gon make a mess I be in my own lane in my own race Ain't worried bout it I be workin at my own pace Bitch you broke and you dusty and got no case I swear I love it when lil baby take the whole 8 Inches, I be ballin fuckin bitches, if you want get some money nigga go and Pay attention causes I'm on it, know that I don't need it but I want it Press a hard line fuck that talkin get up on him Told lil baby break a leg, go and get this guap I just poured a 2 of Tech finna flip this pop You was whoopin on the bitch cause she felt this cock Got lil baby screamin out like help it stop Crazy how the time goes and my mind grows Keep it a hunnid all this money got me mindblown Skippin through the time zones on the flight home Showed her the crown and [?] her dick that she could ride on You the type to make a diss, I'm a send a threat I like when she give a nigga neck When I'm faded off these drugs when it feel the best You was poppin it, we hopped out poppin with a TEC I just hit her for that mm, she gon bring a check Pussy wet, yeah my baby do this shit the best 20 summers still broke, boy your life a mess Stop it, you be tryna make amends, we gon make a mess