Lyrics: Roney Williams Jr/Robert Lee Perry jr/David Guy/Leon Michaels/Thomas Brenneck
Music: Roney Williams Jr/Robert Lee Perry jr/David Guy/Leon Michaels/Thomas Brenneck
(48kHz)
These *****s got it
(Stxnk, you hard)
*****, I got it off the muscle
He wanna fight, I don't tussle
Uh, I'm talkin' 'bout
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
I see the ***** boy ain't learned his lesson
Ain't no location, but I'm gon' address it
'Cause how I feel, it's time to go to steppin'
Like Golden State, this 40 holdin' Stephen
This shit here gon' get messy
These rappers be so lame, but they want fame from the media
Poody, that's my name, go check me out, Wikipedia
"No Lolz" explain itself a lot, I defeated ya
I got it off the muscle, who the **** said I needed ya?
I made a name for myself, ***** boy, I don't need you
You breathe how I breathe and you bleed how I bleed too
I roll up like a dutch and we gon' smoke just like weed do
He say I shed skin, no python, but I squeeze too
I say them *****s do they thang, but they don't do it like we do
No ratatouille, we got the recipe to get cheese too
Like how the **** you 'posed to leave the streets when they feed you?
You gon' feel how you feel, but don't let that mislead you
In the streets my *****s choppin' trees
'cause they so scared to leave
Kickstand all in my cup, 'cause I be sippin' lean
He only tote when he on monkeys, so make him pop a bean
*****s always reachin' for some clout, bruh, that shit so green
I'ma make sure that they hear me through these headphones
You *****s speakin' on these charges, dawg, yβall dead wrong
But let a ***** speak on Mari, then his head gone
I'ma set his ass up with my lil' redbone
My lil' ***** in Jacksonville scopin' out every home
Sticks and stones when we slide, breakin' every bone
Make these *****s multiply 'cause his mans gone
My bitch told me **** that shit and bring the bread home
Ayy, look
Ayy, look, man
However you niggas wanna play it (I ain't got no rap)
However you niggas wanna take it, bitch
We can take it there, bitch (No rap for none of you bitches)
It don't matter, however y'all wanna do it, bitch
(You social media-ass bitches)
Gunplay, anything, bitch, I'm down with whatever, bitch
(You **** bitches ain't livin' like that)
We'll start lettin' off shit
Y'all know how I'm comin', bitch, Lightpole
(You know what I'm sayin'? Bitches got me ****ed up,
But I'ma go back in there)
G7, get cheese the movement, bitch
Ayy, look, man, I still wanna talk that shit
(**** bitches can't spare me)
Keep talkin' that shit, you wanna jump me?
Talk to 'em (Check me out)
Man, **** that, I ain't gon' even rap no more,
Bitch, you niggas get the message
You niggas know what the **** I'm tryna say
Just don't at me in shit, bitch
Don't at me in nothin' on the 'Gram, bitch
Nothin' on any kinda social media, bitch
Straight up, bitch
Or wherever I see your ass at, it's gon' be that, bitch
I'm gone