Lyrics
Yeah
Look at his stomach, look at his head
Trollin' and talkin', nigga made that bed
Chase him down, hit him in his head, worried 'bout these licks
(Chase him down, hit him in his head, worried 'bout these licks)
Chase him down, hit him in his head, worried 'bout these licks
(Nigga rappin', really see red)
Nigga rappin', really see red
Nigga, I ain't seen a murder, they scared
Talkin' that bitch, need to watch what she said
Wrong 'fore she beat you, lil' baby, doo-doo
Chase him out the city, went to Florida, learned voodoo
These niggas dick-suckin', nigga like Tutu
This shit, baby mama put in a choo-choo
Shot him in his ass, now he can't take a doo-doo
Don't need a plug, bitch, my daddy my lu-lu
I'd rather work for hundred thou' if I knew you
(I'd rather work for hundred thou' if I knew you)
When you live life, these bitches wanna screw you
Gotta watch these niggas, tryna screw you
Nigga tryna get over gon' die
No love for these rapper but ride
Nigga, I go to sleep with that fire
Nigga wakin' up, cleared on that blackout
I don't love her but beat that bitch back out
Ain't no dinner date, bitch, go get take-out
Hundred shots or better, caught him tryna get some takeout
Ain't no nigga from my hood that gangster
Nigga OG got and I ain't rat
Nigga, stop hidin', come and get scratched
Hundred shots or better when I catch him, that's exact
Berk hit him on the head, man, that bitch head was wack
Can't troll and run and hide, dumbass ass fat
For the other nigga dead, he get whacked, free Stack
I'm the young nigga in the North with two metal diamond Glocks
Turn myself to a boss, ain't no puttin' on a shelf
She know how it gon' get when this shit was goin' left
Got a freak bitch eatin' dick and she ain't even tryna catch a breath
(All these glasses, I'm in VVS crystals like left)
Yeah
Look at his stomach, look at his head
Trollin' and talkin', nigga made that bed
Chase him down, hit him in his head, worried 'bout these licks
(Chase him down, hit him in his head, worried 'bout these licks)
Chase him down, hit him in his head, worried 'bout these licks
(Nigga rappin', really see red)
Nigga rappin', really see red
Nigga, I ain't seen a murder, they scared
Talkin' that bitch, need to watch what she said
Wrong 'fore she beat you, lil' baby, doo-doo
Chase him out the city, went to Florida, learned voodoo
These niggas dick-suckin', nigga like Tutu
This shit, baby mama put in a choo-choo
Shot him in his ass, now he can't take a doo-doo
Don't need a plug, bitch, my daddy my lu-lu
I'd rather work for hundred thou' if I knew you
(I'd rather work for hundred thou' if I knew you)
Look at his stomach, look at his head
Trollin' and talkin', nigga made that bed
Chase him down, hit him in his head, worried 'bout these licks
(Chase him down, hit him in his head, worried 'bout these licks)
Chase him down, hit him in his head, worried 'bout these licks
(Nigga rappin', really see red)
Nigga rappin', really see red
Nigga, I ain't seen a murder, they scared
Talkin' that bitch, need to watch what she said
Wrong 'fore she beat you, lil' baby, doo-doo
Chase him out the city, went to Florida, learned voodoo
These niggas dick-suckin', nigga like Tutu
This shit, baby mama put in a choo-choo
Shot him in his ass, now he can't take a doo-doo
Don't need a plug, bitch, my daddy my lu-lu
I'd rather work for hundred thou' if I knew you
(I'd rather work for hundred thou' if I knew you)
When you live life, these bitches wanna screw you
Gotta watch these niggas, tryna screw you
Nigga tryna get over gon' die
No love for these rapper but ride
Nigga, I go to sleep with that fire
Nigga wakin' up, cleared on that blackout
I don't love her but beat that bitch back out
Ain't no dinner date, bitch, go get take-out
Hundred shots or better, caught him tryna get some takeout
Ain't no nigga from my hood that gangster
Nigga OG got and I ain't rat
Nigga, stop hidin', come and get scratched
Hundred shots or better when I catch him, that's exact
Berk hit him on the head, man, that bitch head was wack
Can't troll and run and hide, dumbass ass fat
For the other nigga dead, he get whacked, free Stack
I'm the young nigga in the North with two metal diamond Glocks
Turn myself to a boss, ain't no puttin' on a shelf
She know how it gon' get when this shit was goin' left
Got a freak bitch eatin' dick and she ain't even tryna catch a breath
(All these glasses, I'm in VVS crystals like left)
Yeah
Look at his stomach, look at his head
Trollin' and talkin', nigga made that bed
Chase him down, hit him in his head, worried 'bout these licks
(Chase him down, hit him in his head, worried 'bout these licks)
Chase him down, hit him in his head, worried 'bout these licks
(Nigga rappin', really see red)
Nigga rappin', really see red
Nigga, I ain't seen a murder, they scared
Talkin' that bitch, need to watch what she said
Wrong 'fore she beat you, lil' baby, doo-doo
Chase him out the city, went to Florida, learned voodoo
These niggas dick-suckin', nigga like Tutu
This shit, baby mama put in a choo-choo
Shot him in his ass, now he can't take a doo-doo
Don't need a plug, bitch, my daddy my lu-lu
I'd rather work for hundred thou' if I knew you
(I'd rather work for hundred thou' if I knew you)