Lyrics

[Chorus] I'm known to put a bitch out how we do bad weed Known to pour a four up in my pop, I'm tryna catch Z's I don't give a fuck where I'm at, bitch, I'm throwin' B's If I up this Glock on your ass, I ain't sayin' freeze Hangin' 'round fake-ass niggas, you gon' catch a disease Before I post this picture on the 'Gram, I'ma play Veeze Before I say a verse on your shit, I'ma need cheese I don't really need you, baby girl, I'm what I bitch need [Verse] I was only hear for twenty hours, made six G's On the real, though, I've been trappin' since like sixteen You ain't never paid twelve hundred for some ripped jeans Keep his name alive, I'ma always scream, "R.I.P. G" It's gon' take so long to get this bag, you gotta dig deep Knew that nigga was fuckin' with the pigs, hе eat pig feet Lowskey doin' banks right now, you got a PNC? I'ma have so many hoеs at the BNB My bitch mad at me, I put our texts on DND We tryna be some rich hood niggas like GBE How you hatin' on what niggas doin' and you thirty-three? Soon as them 'bows hit Flint, I'm chargin' thirty-three Niggas snitched on his homebody, they gave him first degree I'm gettin' in this club with this gun, don't try to search me Bro made auntie rich as hell buyin' her perkies Nigga, I'm a boss, you can never try to work me Fire-ass weed, but I get the price dirt cheap I'll never snitch on my dogs, bro, I can't speak I've been sack runnin' for so long, bro, I can't sleep I know soon as I get on, they gon' hate me [Chorus] I'm known to put a bitch out how we do bad weed Known to pour a four up in my pop, I'm tryna catch Z's I don't give a fuck where I'm at, bitch, I'm throwin' B's If I up this Glock on your ass, I ain't sayin' freeze Hangin' 'round fake-ass niggas, you gon' catch a disease Before I post this picture on the 'Gram, I'ma play Veeze Before I say a verse on your shit, I'ma need cheese I don't really need you, baby girl, I'm what I bitch need