[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah)
(Sippin' on that nice Powerade, you feel me?)
(Yeah, had to bring the mic out the booth for this one)
I was in detention, bad relations with my teachers
I don't participate, I sat my ass right on the bleachers
Arkansas baby Glizzy blasting through your speaker
They say I'm a demon, but I feel more like a creature
[Verse 1]
Bitch, I came to fuck shit up, ain't no reason
Why these niggas try to play me like their bitch won't drink my semen
Glock, Glock, Glock, Glocky in my hand, bitch, I'm a reaper (Ay)
Threw his ass a tampon 'cause I left that pussy bleedin'
Boy, you're music ass, don't quit your job at Littlе Caesers
Your daddy [?] ain't shit to what thesе fuckin' teeth are
I put it to your head like we playin' fuckin' VR
Got this pretty bitch, she shakin' ass just like a seizure
Shake that ass up on this dick, 'cause I'm gettin' rich now
But stupid niggas still get split, by what this fuckin' blick 'bout
I don't know why you love talkin' shit
You still live at your mama house
We gon' spin your block and blow it up, see what Osama 'bout
[Chorus]
I want money, money, money, I ain't comin' for the fuck shit
I don't like to party, you won't catch me at your function
Shorty got that neck, neck, neck, neck, hit me with some suction
Told them pussies, "I don't give a fuck 'bout your assumptions"
(Yeah, yeah)
(Sippin' on that nice Powerade, you feel me?)
(Yeah, had to bring the mic out the booth for this one)
I was in detention, bad relations with my teachers
I don't participate, I sat my ass right on the bleachers
Arkansas baby Glizzy blasting through your speaker
They say I'm a demon, but I feel more like a creature
[Verse 1]
Bitch, I came to fuck shit up, ain't no reason
Why these niggas try to play me like their bitch won't drink my semen
Glock, Glock, Glock, Glocky in my hand, bitch, I'm a reaper (Ay)
Threw his ass a tampon 'cause I left that pussy bleedin'
Boy, you're music ass, don't quit your job at Littlе Caesers
Your daddy [?] ain't shit to what thesе fuckin' teeth are
I put it to your head like we playin' fuckin' VR
Got this pretty bitch, she shakin' ass just like a seizure
Shake that ass up on this dick, 'cause I'm gettin' rich now
But stupid niggas still get split, by what this fuckin' blick 'bout
I don't know why you love talkin' shit
You still live at your mama house
We gon' spin your block and blow it up, see what Osama 'bout
[Chorus]
I want money, money, money, I ain't comin' for the fuck shit
I don't like to party, you won't catch me at your function
Shorty got that neck, neck, neck, neck, hit me with some suction
Told them pussies, "I don't give a fuck 'bout your assumptions"
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