[Verse 1]
Tryna get a plateful
We can all eat but what you bringing to the table?
Did it on my own, I don't need a fucking label
Cooking up this coke man, I mix it with the ladle
Been a bad yute since the cradle
We got the strap stamp, that's the staple
I pull it out and I give the bitch a facial
I got the white and the brown, interracial
They ain't real, they're on the mic telling fables
Pharmacist, I got the snow for your nasal
She just whiffed up a eight-ball
Good looking but that bitch is unstable
She's a demon with the face of an angel
I could nevеr trust her man, that bitch is unfaithful
Babestation, man that bitch is on cable
You could givе her the world, she'd still be ungrateful

[Verse 2]
Bad B, now she changing for me
When I first met her she came with a fee
When I first met her I came in my jeans
I got runners, I sell caine in my sleep
He got caught with a brick and he blamed it on me
Drew for the steel and he aimed it at me
We're still living dangerously
Catch him on the strip, I'll leave his brains on the street
Man ah tryna get her on deen
But she just wants Celine and Alexander McQueen
I ain't seen you in six months, baby where you been?
I was up in cunch, I was serving up the fiends
In a brass house with an actress
Fifteen shots in the handgun
Fifty bands stuffed in a dirty mattress
In a council flat dreaming bout Rari's and mansions