[Verse 1]
Funny how these fuckers play with me
I body impact a fucker inside his baby teeth
The way these bitches push my buttons like vice city, money cheat
We hanging tips up on your lovely seat, like fuck you tryna' be?
A better person? A better version of what you see?
Shit funny how they dummy when we bring up history
You all agree to follow and tippy toe until [?]
But all that shit don't change, you stupid bitch, did I see?
Called that bitch from the streets, [?] next time they speed
Say you weed at the fees, but sniffing coke off they seat
You just hand me down for hand-outs, half you pussies off beat
And off-springs, from the same fucked up and self-creep seed
You fuckers is need be, been insecurities
I laugh when they got worse from me, bitch you give me payday while I'm dancing in your fucking sleep
Lil dipshit, leap up off the highest peak
Bitch it is what it be
I can feel it, I can feel it
Lacking on they stamina, my mental never finished
Half these motherfuckers never get it, I should quit it
Shit been going crazy by the minute
Yeah, spring my money like she got shit
I ain't ever pocket, to chest up and lock it
Heavy on my conscience, combine with the dash, I don't cop it
Price ain't no option
[Bridge]
(Wheezing)
I love the guy, I do, I love him, I love him, but uh
The fact that he is not part of our lives, I'm fine with that
(Wheezing and laughing)
You fuck one of the boys, you fuck us all, you know
(Laughing)
And-and... and, fuck you. Fuck you
(Laughing)

[Verse 2]
Bitch I'm on they neck like suit and tie
Told you I was hurting and burning from my insides
So what? I cut my mental back, don't act surprised
How the fuck I'm supposed to act in the summertime?
I hate the fuck shit, so stuck up, but couldn't make a fucking buck
Unless you sucking up nuts, I've been dying to see you try and push your fucking luck
You just chucking up a fuck ton of nothing much, huh, yeah
I got my medicine up to keep my life from the dust
Before I pushed a couple kids inside your cup, yeah
Said you in the cut, but we see you stitched up
How you fucking switch up? Them lames let you speak up
You no switch hitter, motherfucker, who with ya?
Bitch I'm too bitter, couldn't ever wanna be ya
No matter how much I see it, get money bitches, you keep up
Power tripping, we zip up, body bags and we ship ya
Who the fuck wanna breathe when ya life like this?
Wanna cop my fees, you wanna bite my dick?
You can bark that bark, but you ain't run that shit
You can rent that Porsche, but you can't park that bitch
I don't step outside, I guess I'm hypocrite
I can bet your bitch swallow your mans to this
While I hit my list and zipper up my lip
We make double your fit while daddy paying your tips, huh