Whack-A-Hoe

Lyrics

[Intro] Bitch, I'm the reason that the Earth spin I'm the fuckin' axis of the globe [Verse 1] If money make the world go around, then I'm the reason that the Earth spin Fire on me, pendants water like I earthbend I been in that water for so long, I damn near earned fins Only time he touched a ten is when he turned ten Your bitch only pop out to get hit, we playin' whack-a-ho Let him try to rush me, up the hit stick, bet it tackle bro Virgil threw some arrows on my feet, they think I pack a bow I done made the wave, now everybody tryna pack a boat SB to the DSM, you know that's gang-gang Boy, these .308s hit different like they J Mane Bitches choosin' off the certi' Johnny Dang chain If I see the boys, you know I'm runnin' off like A-Train Ah shit, I'm back in Saks Why would I ever throw a fist when I can rack a strap? Fuck your baby daddy, tell him to go rack for rack Karats on my neck, the Mike Amiris got a cabbage patch Put some money on his top, I done cheddared his biscuit You been broke forever, time to make better decisions Get the lo' on doggy, thinkin' my steppers the mission Got him thinkin' that I walk in faith how I'm steppin' in Christian Showed your bitch a fifty, her broke ass fainted We do body art, I catch an opp and get his ass painted All the hoes that mean mugged, I left them with the sad faces In Balenciaga every other week, go ask Greyson Reachin' for my neck, that's a penalty I ain't throwin' flags, I'ma throw 'em where the spittal be I got big money now, I ain't the little me Virgil must can't draw, spent four-fifty on a scribble tee Your bitch bouncin' on my balls, she tryna dribble me Militia full of dogs, you'd think we kibble eat Pull up in that Batmobilie, haters wanna riddle me When it come to steppin', all my opps got little feet This a Trackhawk, not no little Jeep Big Balenciagas, not no little sneaks Ganger chased the biggest high, they don't do little geeks Sent your bitch an eggplant, she showed up just to pickle eat Beefin' cost his life, I pulled on 'em, sent a missile free Bein' broke a fuckin' joke and all my haters tickle me Bands'll make her dance, when your bitch see me, she gon' jiggle cheeks Give this shit my all, you know I'm ballin' 'til that whistle screech [Interlude] Bitch, Dog Shit Militia Ayy, this shit ain't over yet, though I got an important message for y'all boys, no cap, listen up [Verse 2] It ain't no shortcuts to success, I took the long way on purpose Closer every day but I'm a long way from perfect Put my mind to it, came a long way off verses It's a lot of shit you gotta do alone, but it's worth it [Outro] No cap Pops used to tell me if you can see it, you can be it You put your mind to it, you can do it, you feel me? And that's what I did, and that's what you can do too Facts (It ain't no shortcuts to success, I took the long way on purpose) (Closer every day but I'm a long way from perfect) (Put my mind to it, came a long way off verses) (It's a lot of shit you gotta do alone, but it's worth it)