MASTER BLASTER!

Lyrics

[Intro] Ha ha It's like the- [Verse 1] Yeah, it's like the money and drugs ain't enough (Yeah) Try to let go of my pride but it stuck (Whoa) Always come through for my fans in a clutch (Facts) This all for you, I'm working like a slut (Uh) I feel like-, more like Giannis Think that shit pretty, yo, I do this for Hardy, yeah Lames and bums get the shakes when I'm rhymin' Police lurking on my page when I sign it Nigga stop bitchin', you always cryin' Simple ass niggas need simple ass rhymin' (Facts) I came from nothin' if they came up while I did none of y'all bitches would step out the house Think we don't notice (Uh), all of these lyin' ass niggas rewritin' my history for clout You bitches hopеless Ain't no respect for my spacе so I bought an FM for the house (Uh) And I made Heroes, so it's ironic 'cause wasn't no heroes around in my house The fuck is you talkin' about? Feel like Unc when I'm walking it out (Come on) Don't compare, it don't hit the same Been talkin' about what they talkin' about For real (Baby, uh) [Chorus] Don't do me, baby All these bullets go through me, baby Those shots get hit right back (Come on!) Baby girl, don't do me like that It's so funny, they switch up they past It's so sad how they switch for a bag Man, that switch got that Glock goin' fast, goin' fast, goin' fast (Brrr, brrr) Don't do me, baby All these bullets go through me, baby (Let's go!) Those shots get hit right back Bitch nigga, don't do me like that (For real) [Verse 2] This ain't unwanted, it's pain and it's prophecy Wake you like Folgiers, we up (We up) Everyday gotta move cautious (Cautious) Or else ya get wrapped up like Hush Baby, it's up (Up!) And there ain't coming back down from it I know it (Yeah) Stepping outside I gotta let my bitch hold it 'Cause you know pigs love pullin' me over I feel like Pac, death 'round the corner Autopsy fresh, better pose for the coroner Real niggas knowin' no life in these beats I get a strap every week I'm a hoarder (Facts) How you only trending when you talk shit? (Hmm?) Watch 'em lie and try say Peggy missed Lil' boy (Lil' boy) Lil' bitch (Lil' bitch) I'ma laugh at you when you go rip (Yeah, for real) People judge me on a different scale, I don't get no benefit of doubt Boy, I ain't holdin' my tongue for no man I got that Kimber at the back of my mouth Shaky as fuck, is this what you 'bout? Is this what you want? I don't make a sound If we got beef then we beefin' 'til death Bet you think twice 'fore you mention me now (Ha, ha) [Bridge] I own you nigga! That's mine! [Chorus] Don't do me, baby All these bullets go through me, baby Those shots get hit right back Baby girl, don't do me like that It's so funny, they switch up they past It's so sad how they switch for a bag Man, that switch got that Glock goin' fast, goin' fast, goin' fast Don't do me, baby All these bullets go through me, baby Those shots get hit right back Bitch nigga, don't do me like that (For real) [Outro] If you think you gon' come to me, and beat me up, then cool! You beat me up, but I'll come back at you And I'll get you the way I know how to get people I beat yo ass, whether I gotta sneak you, like I've done before Or whether I got to come at you like how you think is a man, whatever, I'll get you