[Verse]
Uh, yeah this bitch reckon she all of that
This bitch wastin' my second of my life
And I bet she go threaten me with her small kitchen knife
Till I fuck her father's wife, but my wife is my life right now
But fuck all these fake ass hoe's they be fake and they want to be the shit but goodnight
These fake homies be tight I bet their mothers are tighter
New opp pack if he dies we go be smokin' with the lighter
The futures ain't gettin' brighter
Fake love what made me look like a fighter
Ain't gonna product place this but I'll drink her like some sprite, yeah
Swear I be out for a kill and become an all-nighter
Fuck you bro I like your mother, girl, oldest sister, and I like her
And I be wiser than the Queen, fuck all the fakes they are a vagina
Be rappin' about problems ever since I was a minor
But a bitch ain't one, put that on the line yeah
We be trappin' all they here to North Carolina
And I'm talkin' with the designer and we go panda
And I'll be like Tyga just to date Blac Chyna
Go eat her out like we in the diner
And I'll do it on point and just in time huh
And my shit never on the decline, uh
And she wanna do stuff to me crazily
But I'm with the gang occasionally
And I'll never painfully hurt you just to neglect you
With the gang to protect me and you