[Intro]
Pull some of that bass out, Bruce
[Chorus]
Bitch, I don't know nothing 'bout shit
Bitch, you don't know nothing 'bout this
Nigga, you don't know nothing 'bout rich
So don't tell me 'bout nothing you don't know 'bout bitch
[Verse 1]
Cookies hitting like some 12's, this shit dumb loud bitch
Naw it ain't the fourth them is gun sounds bitch
My early birds get the worm 'til the sun down bitch
I'll never leave my bowl 'cause I'm thugged out bitch
Want me gone? Yeah right, send a slug out then
If you ain't tryna fuck, get the fuck out then
I'm really from the V, I got love out here
And the weak won't survive, gotta be tough round here
Ah, Oh you want me to yourself huh? Bitch you hella selfish
Every time my back got stabbed, bro I hella felt it
Can you smell what The Rock is cooking? Bro they hella smell it
Show my bitch off on IG, them bitches hella jealous
I'm the answer to everything, bitch stop questioning me
Yeah that chick ain't got your heart but she messaging me
Family first, everything else come second to me
Mind bench up but when I'm high I'm setting it free
And you ain't true to yourself, pussy quit the act
Pull your card, lil' nigga come and get it back
Nigga watch what you start, 'fore we finish that
Album on the way, come and kill me if you skip a track
Stupid nigga pass me any beat, then I'm ripping that
Like the Hulk Hogan to his shirt, 'cause his temper bad
You don't understand shit I be saying, then you listen bad
I blow all them stacks when I go shopping that you wish you had
Now that you sad gone get up off it, get it together
How your bitch gon' play by the rules if I'm hitting it better?
Bitch you ain't living your best life, I'm living it better
Turn up on suckas, that's your fault, shells hitting whoever
Pull some of that bass out, Bruce
[Chorus]
Bitch, I don't know nothing 'bout shit
Bitch, you don't know nothing 'bout this
Nigga, you don't know nothing 'bout rich
So don't tell me 'bout nothing you don't know 'bout bitch
[Verse 1]
Cookies hitting like some 12's, this shit dumb loud bitch
Naw it ain't the fourth them is gun sounds bitch
My early birds get the worm 'til the sun down bitch
I'll never leave my bowl 'cause I'm thugged out bitch
Want me gone? Yeah right, send a slug out then
If you ain't tryna fuck, get the fuck out then
I'm really from the V, I got love out here
And the weak won't survive, gotta be tough round here
Ah, Oh you want me to yourself huh? Bitch you hella selfish
Every time my back got stabbed, bro I hella felt it
Can you smell what The Rock is cooking? Bro they hella smell it
Show my bitch off on IG, them bitches hella jealous
I'm the answer to everything, bitch stop questioning me
Yeah that chick ain't got your heart but she messaging me
Family first, everything else come second to me
Mind bench up but when I'm high I'm setting it free
And you ain't true to yourself, pussy quit the act
Pull your card, lil' nigga come and get it back
Nigga watch what you start, 'fore we finish that
Album on the way, come and kill me if you skip a track
Stupid nigga pass me any beat, then I'm ripping that
Like the Hulk Hogan to his shirt, 'cause his temper bad
You don't understand shit I be saying, then you listen bad
I blow all them stacks when I go shopping that you wish you had
Now that you sad gone get up off it, get it together
How your bitch gon' play by the rules if I'm hitting it better?
Bitch you ain't living your best life, I'm living it better
Turn up on suckas, that's your fault, shells hitting whoever
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