Woo (That's Jefe, man) Woah, yeah, uh Ksubi's, huh, I rock 'em with the D&G's Hater blockers, uh, I don't see no enemies He a ssss, he ain't no friend of me Ice on, uh, feelin' like I'm 'bouta A fat bitch boosted my confidence Do what I want and you do what you can You walk around with that pocket lent I wouldn't wanna say that I'm ya mans I took his bitch 'cause I'm confident He don't get money, it's doesn't make sense I'm in the mix and I'm poppin' shit Me and fake niggas, we don't really blend Walk in the party, I am the party Walk out the party, bitch, I walk out this shit Came by my lonely, left with a bogey Skrrt in a 'Rari, who the fuck is this bitch? Called her a bitch, she got on my nerves and I ain't say sorry Fuck is a sorry? Bitch, I ain't sayin' no sorry I just tagged bro in (Uh-huh) Then I tagged bro out, then I tagged bro in (Uh-huh) Fuck is you tryna do? (Uh-huh) I don't know, motherfucker, but I'm tryna win (Uh-huh) Like a motherfuckin' top (Uh-huh) Spend 'round that 'til you can spin (Uh-huh) Like a motherfuckin' Glock (Uh-huh) She don't want me to stop, so I keep bussin' (Uh-huh) Ksubi's, huh, I rock 'em with the D&G's Hater blockers, uh, I don't see no enemies He a ssss, he ain't no friend of me Ice on, uh, feelin' like I'm 'bouta Pop one, pop two You just made 'cause it's not you Pop three, pop four Whoever raised you is a dumb whore Pop five, pop six Ooh, goddamn, you a dumb bitch Pop seven, pop eight I fuck with you, gang, so it's no hate I don't care if it's not that important Want designer, but I got her Jordan's I told her to call when she yawnin' I don't wanna smell her breath in the mornin' From the back, yeah, she like when I record it Said she love me, but I just ignored it Get the fuck if you ain't on no whore shit I'm snorin', it's borin' I'm snorin', I'm snorin', it's borin' I'm snorin', it's borin' I'm snorin', snorin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm snorin', it's borin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm snorin', it's borin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm snorin', it's borin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah) It's borin' (Yeah) Ksubi's, huh, I rock 'em with the D&G's Hater blockers, uh, I don't see no enemies He a ssss, he ain't no friend of me Ice on, uh, feelin' like I'm 'bouta A fat bitch boosted my confidence Do what I want and you do what you can You walk around with that pocket lent I wouldn't wanna say that I'm ya mans I took his bitch 'cause I'm confident He don't get money, it's doesn't make sense I'm in the mix and I'm poppin' shit Me and fake niggas, we don't really blend