She ain’t got no walls, I look right through her
B***h you broke and boujee, your nigga sad and losing
F**k your gang, I rep Bermuda versuri-lyrics.info
This a real boss plate, I don’t eat at Denny’s
I’m in your city just for one night, b***h I’m just tryna f**k

A hundred K each show, tell me who is losing
Twenty racks to my shooter, yeah, trappin’ out an Uber
I get a hundred pounds in like I’m LA Fitness
Just like a car from the Flintstones, b***h you broke as f**k
Everywhere I go the gang with me, hundred racks, no change in it
I made her suck it up, ’til her jaws lock
Bentayga with no brains in it, all my h**s get the same treatment.
Just like a car from the Flintstones, b***h you broke as f**k
After this first nut b***h you goin’ on call block.
Fake a*s gangster made a diss song, I bet your tongue get cut
She put you in the friendzone, now you looking stupid
Tom Ford lense on, I can see you chosing
Bentayga with no brains in it, all my h**s get the same treatmenttt.(no brain)
Can’t fall in love with no freak ho, b***h my name ain’t Cupid
I got a new freak ho, she tryna do the booty
A hundred racks in the duffel, it’s time to count it up
Last nigga tried me, I ain’t leave no witness
Three stripes on my clothes b***h, yeah it’s Gucci
A hundred guns from the pawn shop, I can’t wait to use it.
I’m in your city just for one night, b***h I’m just tryna f**k
Put your a*s on the block list after I catch my nut
Everywhere I go the gang with me, hundred racks, no change in it
Dope selling real good and it’s finger licking
I got the pink molly in, yes I still get booted
Just like a car from the Flintstones, b***h you broke as f**k
Got my aim from the range with me, thirteen with stain in it
Put your a*s on the block list after I catch my nut
Got my aim from the range with me, thirteen with stain in it
Fake a*s gangster made a diss song, I bet your tongue get cut
Everywhere I go the gang with me, hundred racks, no change in it
Big Backwoods, I don’t smoke no hookahs
Got my aim from the range with me, thirteen with stain in it
A hundred racks in the duffel, it’s time to count it up
A hundred racks in the duffel, it’s time to count it up
Put your a*s on the block list after I catch my nut
This a real trap house, I don’t take no pennies
I’m in your city just for one night, b***h I’m just tryna f**k
Bentayga with no brain in it, all my h**s get the same treatment.
Dressed in Gucci, Fendi, b***h stay out my business
Sipping on Hi-Tech, we don’t do the deuces

Fake a*s gangster made a diss song, I bet your tongue get cut
That nigga missed all his shots, tell me who is shooting
I got a new Kel-Tec but I might use the Uzi
Pull up wrong I just might shoot you