[Intro]
(Gentle Beatz)
[Verse]
Niggas back bein' friendly, guess the money dried up
Playin' gangster and ain't gangster, that's what got him tied up
I don't talk around pussy-niggas, they might be wired up
Know what them hoes call me in the city? Mr. Pile It Up
You ever told on another nigga, I hope you niggas fry
Ever put your hands on a woman, I hope you niggas die
Had to stop fuckin' broke bitches, all they do is lie
Soon as these niggas fuck up all the money, all they do is cry
Lost a lot of respect for a lot of niggas I had respect for
Same shit these niggas do for free, I need a check for
Please don't bring that nigga around me, I seen his paperwork
Shawty tryna fuck me in the car, see her paperwork
Pipe on me right now
When I'm in the booth, I'm hollerin', "Fuck a nigga"
I been crossed way too many times, I don't fuck with niggas
I'm just on a money run, nigga, stay out my fuckin' way
If all you got is used-pussy, bitch, stay out my fuckin' face
Niggas snitchin' out the same rate, nigga, it's Covid numbers
We don't want them niggas in our section, we don't know them niggas
You know my favorite sound in the world? Frrt, beep
You know my favorite place to hang out, nigga, is the streets
I ain't promotin' violence, but if he try ya, stand over that pussy-boy
Walk him down, I'm talkin' close-range, ain't no missin', boy
Playin' games with an' bitch I love, bitch, that's suicide
I ain't playin' games 'bout this money, bitch, it's do or die
Before I buy a bitch a Birkin bag, I'ma get my dog a lawyer
'Fore I help, save another bitch, I'ma get my shit in order
We ain't got no love for them niggas, let they mama love 'em
Hundred shots up in this F&N, flip a hundred of 'em
I could never be a scammer, ho, 'cause I don't steal
I could never be a pussy nigga, I'm too real
How he claimin' real and he ain't signed his dog nothin'?
How he claimin' hats and he ain't stood over nothin'?
Why I don't do no interviews? 'Cause I don't like to gossip
Told the bitch to bring her friend, shit, let her watch it
'Round here tellin' hoes who I'm fuckin', what ya snitchin' for?
I done slapped you with the fire already, what you dissin' for?
No shirt on, with two big ass Cuban's, how I'm poppin' out
I don't wanna sneak and fuck the ho, nigga, let's swap it out
Whoever crossed the nigga you came up with, I don't respect it, dog
Beefin' with a nigga who car seat bigger, that shit hatin', dog
I ain't never changed, I'm stayin' solid 'til I fuckin' die
If I ever fuck that lil' bitch raw, then that mean that lil' pussy mine
I don't like a ho that'll fuck behind her friend
And I don't like a nigga who'll tell on one of his man's, beep
