First off, why is niggas talking to me?
It's a K in the E-Type, so it got me walking funny
Why I do a drive-by when I can just walk up on him?
Beat his head in, all you saw was
Switch the subject, these niggas be paid informants
A name for this money I'm counting would be enormous
How I'ma play with you? You ain't even jumped off the porch yet
Next year, I'll for sure be on the Forbe's List
Niggas be fans, every single court date
I went Neimans, she just itching for the foreplay
I be geeking off these pills for like four days
Caught him lackin' with his kids, I shot like four baits
Now it's real what I spit in my songs, baby
You gon' die, I'ma live, it's a cold statement
Now it's real what I spit in my songs, baby
You gon' die, I'ma live, it's a cold statement, shh
Caught him up in traffic, had to kill him
He's a dancer, Skylark, I had to chip him
I'm a trophy, so I know you wanna get me
Say the captions on the 'Gram, it's no hard feelings
Caught him up in traffic, had to kill him
He's a dancer, Skylark, I had to chip him
I'm a trophy, so I know you wanna get me
Say the captions on the 'Gram, it's no hard feelings, bitch
He's a dancer, Skylark, I had to chip him
Say the captions on the 'Gram, it's no hard feelings
Get to capping at these niggas, they ain't even performing
Chip a nigga then go to sleep and sip some Wock' in the morning
I pull up 4MATIC with 4 mags in it, tryna score again
Exotic pack, I've been on trees, I'm an ornament
A thirty-piece in blues, smacked a nigga, then fucked his bitch
PRP denim came equipped with a stick in it
I could see that hate in they eyes, they mad we winning
You can't see the pain in my eyes through these Cartier lenses
Heavy metal, rocking shit, a nigga feel like John Lennon
I'm a God's giver with the cold devil at Sak's Fifth
Whoop a nigga with a store bag, they wanna hurt my 'fits
Walk a nigga down, he on the curb, hopped in the whip, then dipped
Caught him up in traffic, had to kill him
He's a dancer, Skylark, I had to chip him
I'm a trophy, so I know you wanna get me
Say the captions on the 'Gram, it's no hard feelings
Caught him up in traffic, had to kill him
He's a dancer, Skylark, I had to chip him
I'm a trophy, so I know you wanna get me
Say the captions on the 'Gram, it's no hard feelings, bitch
He's a dancer, Skylark, I had to chip him
Say the captions on the 'Gram, it's no hard feelings
I'm a trophy, so don't think about approaching me
Diamonds hittin' hard, so everybody notice me
He a tap dancer, he be chilling where the police be
Interrogation room, singing like Jodeci
Nigga, you don't want that bitch, she belong to the streets
Nigga, don't tag me, don't caption me, know we got beef
Nigga, you don't want that bitch, she belong to the streets
Nigga, don't tag me, don't caption me, know we got beef, the Plug
Caught him up in traffic, had to kill him
He's a dancer, Skylark, I had to chip him
I'm a trophy, so I know you wanna get me
Say the captions on the 'Gram, it's no hard feelings
Caught him up in traffic, had to kill him
He's a dancer, Skylark, I had to chip him
I'm a trophy, so I know you wanna get me
Say the captions on the 'Gram, it's no hard feelings, bitch
He's a dancer, Skylark, I had to chip him
Say the captions on the 'Gram, it's no hard feelings
