Music: Troy Lane
Lyrics: UnoTheActivist
[Intro]
We gon' turn ’em (Ha, ha), steamroller (Pff, pff)
Spot 'em, got 'em, snake ’em like a king cobra (Ha)
They wanna meet that nigga 'cause she's seen him with all these rings on (Ice, ice)
She gon' bust it, make it walk around with all his bling on—
(Major)
(Uno, I killed it)
[Chorus]
She keep tellin' me, she leavin' me, b***h, is you dumb? (Haha)
I'm the one who told you start that business and who fund it (Yeah)
She keep thinkin' that I’m one of them, I’m not the one
Thinkin' that the world revolve around her like the sun (Yeah)
Back with the first time that we met, she want my son (Yeah)
Sky-Dweller on my b***h ’cause she can see the one (Yeah)
The vibes better when I drip down in Louis Vuitton (Yeah)
She pretty, so I apply pressure when I hit it from the front (Dig)
[Verse 1]
Ain't no pressure on that p***y, I'on need two more months
I'm just tryna get out the money, dropped it on my opponent
He keep talkin’ 'bout how he on gas, but that shit ain't potent
Heard the feds on his ass, turn it to a rollie
We gon' turn 'em (Ha, ha), steamroller (Pff, pff)
Spot 'em, got 'em, snake 'em like a king cobra (Ha)
They wanna meet that nigga 'cause she's seen him with all these rings on (Ice, ice)
She gon' bust it, make it walk around with all his bling on (Ice, ice)
B***h, I keep that blick, blick, try me, you get dinged on
She like, ''Quick d**k'', **** her to her theme song
Walk around, banana clip, lookin' just like King Kong
How you up on boss shit when you ain't put yo' team on? (B***h)
[Chorus]
She keep tellin' me, she leavin' me, b***h, is you dumb? (Hah)
I'm the one who told you start that business and who fund it (B***h, yeah)
She keep thinkin' that I'm one of them, I'm not the one (B***h)
Thinkin' that the world revolve around her like the sun (B***h, yeah)
Back with the first time that we met, she want my son (Yeah)
Sky-Dweller on my b***h 'cause she can see the one (Phew)
The vibes better when I drip down in Louis Vuitton (Phew)
She pretty, so I apply pressure when I hit it from the front (Phew)
[Verse 2]
Second phone blowin' up, don't call me if it ain't 'bout the bread
They too worried 'bout blowin' up, I'm too worried 'bout makin' bands
I'm too high and I'm throwin' up, she ain't too worried, still shakin' ass
You owe me money, you better hurry up, you know I get it back in blood
Not the type to ask for handouts, already got it out the mud
My lil' b***h, she got her hands out, so I get her what she wants
I'm very focused, made my whole plan out to what it was
My son a killer, it is what it is, was what it was
She ain't got no BBL, but curious on what it does
He tried to send me to heaven, we sweep his shit under the rug
Snuck a switch up in the club, I turn the lights on in this b***h
Talkin' 'bout some groupie love, after the show, she suckin' d**k (Dig)
I can make her broke, make her rich, on some counterfeits (Yeah)
We gon' do the show in the hood, they gon' sell some bricks
She in booty shorts and some UGGs looking for a treat
Told me that she **** nigga free, I told her I'm rich (Dig!)
[Chorus]
She keep tellin' me, she leavin' me, b***h, is you dumb? (Haha)
I'm the one who told you start that business and who fund it (B***h, chyeah)
She keep thinkin' that I'm one of them, I'm not the one (B***h)
Thinkin' that the world revolve around her like the sun (B***h, yeah)
Back with the first time that we met, she want my son (Yeah)
Sky-Dweller on my b***h 'cause she can see the one (Phew)
The vibes better when I drip down in Louis Vuitton (Phew)
She pretty, so I apply pressure when I hit it from the front