J. Cole
chill cuh

[Intro]
Yuh

[Verse]
Pills weak, so I'm taking something heavy, codeine
All of these n***as, actin' like they fucking know me
Jumping from the free throw line, ballin' like I'm Kobe
Bitch I'm not Ken Carson, but I'd still bag Sidney Sweeney
I don't fuck with no n***a, bitch I'm not P Diddy
I don't fuck with no nig' cause bitch I'm not P Diddy
Only fuck with Latinas cause them bitches pretty
She gripping on my pants, but she fucking up my Dickies (uh)
Either I'm rocking fucking Bape or I'm rocking True Religion
I don't give a fuck about this bitch cause they trippin'
My ex bitch a drug cause she me addicted, it ain't even take one bottle of prescription
Like I said, either rock True Religion or some Bape
Fucking with me n***a, shoot your ass in the face
I ain't fucking this bitch cause bitch I got some hate, like I'm Kendrick Lamar dissing on fucking Drake (uh)
Fuck with me, put your ass on the news (uh)
All these bitches tryna send me some n***s (uh)
Rob a n***a for his motherfucking shoes (uh)

[Outro]
All these bitches be acting like some dudes (huh)