(Yeah) Yeah, yeah These niggas not on my timin', uh I get the racks just from rhymin', uh Holdin' the pass, I decide it Pushin' out the Challenger with no license Go a hundred in that bitch and I'm glidin' Vivienne Westwood ring got dumb diamonds I'm in the cut, posted up, hoe come find me I'm slow motion, I smoke You run up and get fucked and end up in back of a truck prolly Bitch I'm in TSA with some drugs on me This is a PSA for you fuck niggas She wanna be my bae, wanna love on me But she can't be my bitch, I don't trust niggas I called the Glock a slut, it'll fuck niggas I think I had enough of you fuck niggas That nigga get percussed with the drum, nigga If that nigga get concussed we kick his motherfuckin' butt nigga Duh, nigga He got it, uh, fucked up nigga Smoke [?] niggas He not a killer, he's a hug giver Nah he's not a killer, he's a fuck nigga Bitch you sold a fifth, you not a drug dealer Break bread with my niggas, I ain't greedy Big blunt and a bad bitch, I need it Yvngxchris Kobe Bryant, I don't ever pass, bitch I three it (Oh shit) She like "Chris don't concede it" Show me ass, show me cleavage Make a bag, yeah, I need it Make a bag, I'm a demon Beat his ass, hoe I'm speeding Yeah, yeah These niggas not on my timin', uh I get the racks just from rhymin', uh Holdin' the pass, I decide it Pushin' out the Challenger with no license Go a hundred in that bitch and I'm glidin' Vivienne Westwood ring got dumb diamonds I'm in the cut, posted up, hoe come find me I'm slow motion, I smoke You run up and get fucked and end up in back of a truck prolly Bitch I'm in TSA with some drugs on me This is a PSA for you fuck niggas She wanna be my bae, wanna love on me But she can't be my bitch, I don't trust niggas