[Intro]
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
[Verse 1]
Walkin' out the club, nigga lookin' at me funny (Fuck you lookin' at?)
I'm already pissed 'cause I threw too much money (I'm sick)
But I ain't trippin', I know that nigga ain't no dummy
This MAC got a fifty, I'll leave his face ugly (Headshot)
But that bitch at the crib (Damn), low-key I'm slippin' (Fuck)
Before I knew it, a nigga ran up on me trippin' (Give me all that shit, nigga)
Twice in the air, "Give me everythin'" (You got it, bitch)
I ain't struggle at all, gave him everythin' (You got it)
I ain't panic, hop in the whip and left
Time to do some homework, I gotta put that boy to rest (He gone)
He look like a killer, I'm 'bout to put him to the test
Wanna kill me a nigga, all you see in my face is death, nigga (I'm on your ass, nigga)
On the 'Gram, scrollin' through my timeline (Look at this)
On some ho's page, look what I find (Yeah)
A stripper bitch post him as her MCM (This him)
Same lil' bitch was just in my DM (Ayy)
Use her to get to him, you know what's up, I'm splittin' him
I see his whip, I'm flippin' that, the dealership won't want it back (Brrah)
Let me write her back and get her contact
Then call them killers up, it's time to do some contracts (Nah, nah, nah)
Matter of fact, I'ma get him set up by the stripper (Have her do it)
Tell her I got fifty, I know that ho gon' be with it (She with it)
She fucked so many niggas, I know she ain't got no feelings
And I'm stickin' to the code, when he drops, she goin' with him (Yeah)
Ain't talkin' to no niggas, I'ma keep 'em out my business (Quiet)
You know how it go, street niggas turn witness (Rat)
Strollin' through my 'Gram, she just hit me with them digits (Okay)
She said call later 'cause she laid up with her nigga, oh, yeah? (What?)
This might be my only chance to do him (Yeah)
Gotta shut his mouth 'fore he talk and spread the rumor (I'm on him)
If the word hit the streets that he robbed me
The nigga get killed, the police gon' wanna find me (Gotta keep it low)
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
[Verse 1]
Walkin' out the club, nigga lookin' at me funny (Fuck you lookin' at?)
I'm already pissed 'cause I threw too much money (I'm sick)
But I ain't trippin', I know that nigga ain't no dummy
This MAC got a fifty, I'll leave his face ugly (Headshot)
But that bitch at the crib (Damn), low-key I'm slippin' (Fuck)
Before I knew it, a nigga ran up on me trippin' (Give me all that shit, nigga)
Twice in the air, "Give me everythin'" (You got it, bitch)
I ain't struggle at all, gave him everythin' (You got it)
I ain't panic, hop in the whip and left
Time to do some homework, I gotta put that boy to rest (He gone)
He look like a killer, I'm 'bout to put him to the test
Wanna kill me a nigga, all you see in my face is death, nigga (I'm on your ass, nigga)
On the 'Gram, scrollin' through my timeline (Look at this)
On some ho's page, look what I find (Yeah)
A stripper bitch post him as her MCM (This him)
Same lil' bitch was just in my DM (Ayy)
Use her to get to him, you know what's up, I'm splittin' him
I see his whip, I'm flippin' that, the dealership won't want it back (Brrah)
Let me write her back and get her contact
Then call them killers up, it's time to do some contracts (Nah, nah, nah)
Matter of fact, I'ma get him set up by the stripper (Have her do it)
Tell her I got fifty, I know that ho gon' be with it (She with it)
She fucked so many niggas, I know she ain't got no feelings
And I'm stickin' to the code, when he drops, she goin' with him (Yeah)
Ain't talkin' to no niggas, I'ma keep 'em out my business (Quiet)
You know how it go, street niggas turn witness (Rat)
Strollin' through my 'Gram, she just hit me with them digits (Okay)
She said call later 'cause she laid up with her nigga, oh, yeah? (What?)
This might be my only chance to do him (Yeah)
Gotta shut his mouth 'fore he talk and spread the rumor (I'm on him)
If the word hit the streets that he robbed me
The nigga get killed, the police gon' wanna find me (Gotta keep it low)
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