Dealin with this fucken shit
No I ain't no fucken snitch
Momma ain’t raise no fucken bitch
I really am gettin on this shit

I really Gotta take another hit
I really gotta fucken quit
Youz a mother fucken bitch
You actin like you fucken slick

We be coming up (yea)
We be coming up (yea)
No this ain't got fun (yea)
Know we coming up (yea)

I goin up this ain't for fun
Imma finna roll up with a gun
This ain’t no fucking hit and run
Damn bitch you weigh a ton

Puffin these bars gotta pass
Damn bitch look at that fucking ass
I'm running this beat yeah I do that
I running this track yeah I'm so fast

I'm gettin this money and the bread
I'll shoot your ass in the head
You sleeping in your death bed
Because your ass gonna be dead


We be coming up (yea)
We be coming up (yea)
No this ain't got fun (yea)
Know we coming up (yea)

Lookin at all these haters (uh)
I'm really boutta be famous (uh)
What are these people sayin (uh)
All you bitches be playin (uh)
All this hoes are fucken trash
They're like a blunt I hit and pass
I’m really about to fucken dash
If you ain’t first you're fucken last

I got a arm like Tom Brady
I got your bitch in my dms lately
You act like I’m fucken crazy
Bitch I'm smooth like slim shady

Wait till I roll up in my Jeep
No bitch I ain't fucken cheap
With these bars put yo ass to sleep
I'm one of a kind just gotta keep

I be gettin these bands
I be working with my hands
Bitch you know youz a fan
Bitch let’s start makin plans

We be coming up (yea)
We be coming up (yea)
No this ain't got fun (yea)
Know we coming up (yea)