Ms. Betty

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Let me tell you where I started at Right there in the trap 15, I dropped out of school Momma didn't agree with that I don't think that I needed that Low prices I needed that Trapping out the basement with a couple snipers on the deck (Gloaw Gloaw) Hit his neck (Boaw Boaw Boaw) Finish that I been on some shoot em up shit since a little kid My bitch said that I got an attitude, I been sippin' red All my niggas chewing on them Xans, I'm walking with the dead 50's, no legs My niggas, they walk up, shoot you in the head Facetime with my cousin out the feds I fuck on your bitch and make her make the bed These niggas followers, Simon says We do a lot of cooking upstairs 10 killers, 10 plugs downstairs 10 on the bus and 10 in the air I'ma keep getting this money I'ma keep doing what I'm doing I never trust these niggas, swear that I see right through 'em Plug said trust in me, you know I'm bout to fool him Think about OG Bob like damn why I had to lose him Selling drugs out your bitch house She suck on my dick then I cook an ounce Bitch got on my nerves so I kicked her out She like "Q, what the fuck, boy, this is my house" Rich shootas running streets, they in your route That's a lil nigga tryna shoot for clout It's a Glock in each and every couch I shoot a three on my Eddie House [Hook x2} Keep my guns in Ms. Betty house Molly same color as your toenail We got the drugs for the whole sale Lil brother kill you for a bale and he only 12 Play with my money, farewell When I shoot a nigga ain't no get well 'Fore I load the gun I got to wipe the shells 'Fore I load the gun I got to wipe the shells