[Verse 1: 83HADES]
Yeah I swear to god that I will not cooperate
Just make sure it's good when you muhfuckin’ talk with me
You got my dick in your mouth tryna talk like me
When I tuck that grip and now you wanna walk away
I swear to god that I got the big racks and they all up your money ain't tall to me
Ain't gon’ reply cuz they seem like some narcs to me
Ready to die bitch I'm shootin' no archery
I'm sippin' on Wockhardt you be workin' hardly
Takin' my eyes off the road who's in front of me?
You pay me now I am with none that fronting G
Off of the yola I stay on the upper G
I’m with your shawty I think she in love with me
Bitches be fuckin’ but still tryna fuck with me
But I am not with that cuffin' shit
She actin’ government, slump a bitch if she won't play with me
You are a rendition, I'm the first edition
I'm the first that did it
Mixin’ up the pot, I'm coolin' in the kitchen
Why are all these rappers talkin' like they winnin'?
Said that you were up, I robbed you now you isn't
I told 'em listen, mama had told me go get it
I had to get out the trenches
I had to get to my riches
Fuck all these bitches
I put that shit to the side and got ignant
Pull up to the scene bitch I don't leave no witness
If you're in her DMs I swear I'm up in it
Big 83 bitch I been 'bout my business
You look like you sick you should head to the clinic
You look like you bitch you didn't talk for a minute
Really like to stack how I don't have no limit
Really like to trap out the whip cuz it's tinted
I am not religious
And they tryna to copy my style so I remix it
My lips are sealed bitch I ain't tellin' no secrets
We all got guns I ride round with my four demons
Yo bitch ain't gettin' off she wanted more semen
Why they be sleepin' on me like they all dreamin'?
Why they be testing me with my AR (?)?
Cut off like vasectomy won't give you no reasons
They be all dissin' online but they don't mean it
They like to say they got dogs and then don't feed 'em
I'm puttin' in work I be trappin' out Four Seasons
I'm wearin' this mask bitch I feel like an extremist
How many bitches I've fucked is an achievement
I got these bands and they way past the ceilin'
All my fans are the best hope that we're in agreement
I might snake on your ho cuz I'm feelin' facetious
Bro I got your 8-ball bagged up where are we meetin'?
Yeah I swear to god that I will not cooperate
Just make sure it's good when you muhfuckin’ talk with me
You got my dick in your mouth tryna talk like me
When I tuck that grip and now you wanna walk away
I swear to god that I got the big racks and they all up your money ain't tall to me
Ain't gon’ reply cuz they seem like some narcs to me
Ready to die bitch I'm shootin' no archery
I'm sippin' on Wockhardt you be workin' hardly
Takin' my eyes off the road who's in front of me?
You pay me now I am with none that fronting G
Off of the yola I stay on the upper G
I’m with your shawty I think she in love with me
Bitches be fuckin’ but still tryna fuck with me
But I am not with that cuffin' shit
She actin’ government, slump a bitch if she won't play with me
You are a rendition, I'm the first edition
I'm the first that did it
Mixin’ up the pot, I'm coolin' in the kitchen
Why are all these rappers talkin' like they winnin'?
Said that you were up, I robbed you now you isn't
I told 'em listen, mama had told me go get it
I had to get out the trenches
I had to get to my riches
Fuck all these bitches
I put that shit to the side and got ignant
Pull up to the scene bitch I don't leave no witness
If you're in her DMs I swear I'm up in it
Big 83 bitch I been 'bout my business
You look like you sick you should head to the clinic
You look like you bitch you didn't talk for a minute
Really like to stack how I don't have no limit
Really like to trap out the whip cuz it's tinted
I am not religious
And they tryna to copy my style so I remix it
My lips are sealed bitch I ain't tellin' no secrets
We all got guns I ride round with my four demons
Yo bitch ain't gettin' off she wanted more semen
Why they be sleepin' on me like they all dreamin'?
Why they be testing me with my AR (?)?
Cut off like vasectomy won't give you no reasons
They be all dissin' online but they don't mean it
They like to say they got dogs and then don't feed 'em
I'm puttin' in work I be trappin' out Four Seasons
I'm wearin' this mask bitch I feel like an extremist
How many bitches I've fucked is an achievement
I got these bands and they way past the ceilin'
All my fans are the best hope that we're in agreement
I might snake on your ho cuz I'm feelin' facetious
Bro I got your 8-ball bagged up where are we meetin'?
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