(I'm working on dying) Yeah Yeah, I got a bet, if I rip this shit, I'ma text that ho back If I don't rip it, I ain't gon' text Ayy White or the brown, it's going down like I'm Yung Joc or somethin' Never going broke, I'm in her throat yellow bone top me up Shark in the water, these fuck niggas like tilapia (You bring the beat up right here) Got my bag, then I ranned it up Rari smash, do the dash, goin' fast on 'em She left her lashes in my bathroom, had to spaz on her Yeah, got my bag and it grew legs, yeah, ran on 'em Yeah, fuck twelve, Glock 10, let it blast on 'em Pop, yeah, I'm poppin' in this bitch, why you sidelinin'? Can see me from the nosebleeds on the floor poppin' Yeah, she wanna cut it off and take it with Lorena Bobbitt I don't know who got killed, I— Call me John Gotti Bitch, I don't talk to nobody Check them off the list, my dogs need more bodies Checked your resume and you niggas is nobodies And no, I ain't here to play, I'm surgical, who shot ya? 10K these bitches on the beach like I'm a [?] Play the game and tell your lil' friends stop tryna bag me Forty-two pillows, it look like one of her ass cheeks Don't want no inny outie if you don't look like Vashti I been getting rich, lil' nigga, tax me We got all the birds, call us Zaxby's Bad bitches fuck me without asking I got thot bitches acting classy Bags coming in, we finna ball 'til we fall 10K in ones got a broke nigga sobbing Chrome Hearts beanie, bitch, I'm Jim Jones balling Bad bitches fuck with me, don't give a fuck who don't (Bitch) I tell Honda got that work sliding softly I bought the work when I touched down Milwaukee Hit me on my Batphone or hit me on the walkie Pulling on her collar like her first name Bootsie Call me John Gotti Bitch, I don't talk to nobody Check them off the list, my dogs need more bodies Checked your resume and you niggas is nobodies And no, I ain't here to play, I'm surgical, who shot ya? Pop, yeah, I'm poppin' in this bitch, why you sidelidin'? Can see me from the nosebleeds on the floor poppin' Yeah, presidential when you suck it Monica, yeah, Donald I don't know who got killed, I— I don't know who got killed, I— I don't know who got killed, I— I don't know who got killed, I—