[Intro]
(Marc Boomin, this you?)
Bitch
What I say?
Twenty minutes, twenty-five minutes, uh
Hold on

[Verse]
N***a, I can do this shit in twenty-five
If I see like thirty n***as, I bet twenty die
All the hoes on me 'cause they see me gettin' money now
Back then, they used to whack me off like they tryna— huh
Huh, huh, like they tryna hit a fly
I can hit your cup? I'm tryna get a lil' high
I was beatin' n***as' ass even though I was a lil' guy
Still the same size, but now I'm walkin' with a big-ass chop
Now I'm walkin' with a big-ass Yacht
Rappin' fast, gotta be somewhere at 6 o'clock
I know n***as' ass in jail right now off a six of Wock'
I remember n***as bring they guns so wе can fix they Glock
N***as thought I was a gunsmith
N***as get on us, I bettеr hear your fuckin' gun click
She say he cheatin' on me, I said, "Quit askin' me dumb shit"
Man, this bitch trippin', 'cause we only like a month in
Huh, send a n***a up top like a bunk bed
Tried not to catch feelings, we just fuck friends
Better get your homegirl, 'cause I fuck friends
Pussy good, ten minutes later, I was tucked in
Almost hoed the drank man, he said, "Meet me tomorrow"
Pulled up in a 300 and I leave in a Charger
P.O. mad 'cause I told him that I'm leavin' tomorrow
He said, "You gotta start givin' me a heads-up"
Fuck her from the front, how the fuck I got her legs up?
Beatin' her shit down, bro, I had to put my dreads up
Huh, I was broke once too, but I got fed up
It's a striker in that bitch, bro, don't lift the shed up
N***a, man, don't lift the shed up
I'ma be the only n***a in that bitch when the feds come
I'm still in Flint on tip, bro, my head gone
I'm in Cali with no stick, I'ma have to squabble
Get him wrapped for the chicken like an enchilada
Been carryin' n***as for nine months, but I ain't your mama
He keep tryna duck, okay, man, that ain't a problem
Put a bitch on her, I bet I see his ass tomorrow
Huh, man, pussy really got some power
They call me every time somebody miss a Charger
Three .300 Blackouts, you ain't gon' have no power
You tryna fuck right now, meet me in the— hold on
Fuck, give me thirty minutes
Fuck security today, I'm with thirty n***as
You know that lil' pocket? Tee got a thirty in it
Bae, I got you, told you you ain't gotta worry with me
I want a ten-milli' Glock, it be hurtin' n***as
Your bitch got you on a string, you a burger, n***a
The drank made me smile, it be flirtin' with me
The drank made me smile like a family picture
Always rappin' 'bout two-three 'cause it's my favorite pistol
Might talk about the same shit, but that's just what I'm livin'
Time to lock in with myself, that's just how I'm feelin'
I knew I was gon' be turnt, but this not what I pictured
I took it to a different measure
I got a 'Cat and a Scat, bro, I got different pedals
You gotta start callin' ahead, I got a different schedule
If I get mad, it's gon' be hard for me to be professional
Huh, then I'ma get to pressin' shit
All headshots like he had a vest equipped
Who took a Scat around Flint without checkin' in?
She only see me at night like I'm second shift
[Outro]
Yeah
She only see me at night like I'm second shift
N***a
Bitch, you ain't my fuckin' main bitch, you my second bitch
Huh
I can bust all fuckin' day, I got an extra clip, huh
Hellcat guts black and red, I'm playin' checkers in it
Keep that