[Intro]
Bhristo, talk to 'em slime
Yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, bah
Yeah
[Verse]
I got Margiela, I put that shit on
I got Prada on me, got Gucci cologne
Yeah, all of that shit, yeah, I done it before
I'm finna make a deposit, for sure
Throw on the fit 'cause I'm tellin' her, "No"
Look at my pockets, they green, that shit gross
Stackin' my money and building my growth
You don't get bitches, could tell that you don't
Got that shit [?], so I'm at the post
I be high in the sky just like a crow
I see my [?], my niggas on go
I'm swerving traffic, I'm up on your boat
I wanna go to the store but it's closed
You probably could've killed me but you sold
Fuck on these bitches and reachin' my goals
I want a bitch 'cause I'm tired of hoes
Yeah, I'm so tired of thots
She poppin' these Perc's and she do it a lot
I bought a GTR, swerve off the lot
I told that bitch shut up, she talkin' a lot
You think that you somebody, really, you not
You look in my pockets, you seein' them knots
You lovin' that bitch and she givin' me top
I think I'ma pass out, I'm sippin' the Wock'
Celestial comin', they want me to drop
I think I spent like three hundred on some socks
We gon' put a hole in his head like a Croc
We gon' put a hole in his head like a Target
This nigga so mad, he be tryin' to start shit
You hopped on my beat and that shit turned out garbage
Your verse, it was trash, I'm not gon' get started
I really think you should delete it
I told you we not gon' repeat it
Actually, lil' bro, you should keep it
[?] you need it
Look at my wrist, that shit freezin'
I got you pissed off for no reason
We wipin' his nose 'cause he sneezin'
And all of my niggas, they schemin'
You talkin' 'bout me, then you done, you should know that
That choppa, it's shootin', it's pushin' your 'fro back
The way that you talk on the internet, so wack
You tryna sound like me and that shit is so ass
This nigga so fake, he be leavin' his bro's back
You try to run, then we gettin' your toe tagged
I was at the bottom with you, that's no cap
You don't get bitches, nigga, where your hoes at
Look at the label he in, he a dumbass
Should be at school right now, but I said, "Fuck class"
You keep on talkin' that shit and it won't pass
[?] too much, so I'm gon' spaz
[?] a ho, and she know that
That nigga dead, you should go get your bro back
I have some things I could do, I won't post that
I could expose you, but I'm not gon' show that
[Outro]
This nigga got my name in his mouth way too much
Bitch-ass nigga
Nigga always cryin' and shit
Like, shut the fuck up, bro
Bhristo, talk to 'em slime
Yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, bah
Yeah
[Verse]
I got Margiela, I put that shit on
I got Prada on me, got Gucci cologne
Yeah, all of that shit, yeah, I done it before
I'm finna make a deposit, for sure
Throw on the fit 'cause I'm tellin' her, "No"
Look at my pockets, they green, that shit gross
Stackin' my money and building my growth
You don't get bitches, could tell that you don't
Got that shit [?], so I'm at the post
I be high in the sky just like a crow
I see my [?], my niggas on go
I'm swerving traffic, I'm up on your boat
I wanna go to the store but it's closed
You probably could've killed me but you sold
Fuck on these bitches and reachin' my goals
I want a bitch 'cause I'm tired of hoes
Yeah, I'm so tired of thots
She poppin' these Perc's and she do it a lot
I bought a GTR, swerve off the lot
I told that bitch shut up, she talkin' a lot
You think that you somebody, really, you not
You look in my pockets, you seein' them knots
You lovin' that bitch and she givin' me top
I think I'ma pass out, I'm sippin' the Wock'
Celestial comin', they want me to drop
I think I spent like three hundred on some socks
We gon' put a hole in his head like a Croc
We gon' put a hole in his head like a Target
This nigga so mad, he be tryin' to start shit
You hopped on my beat and that shit turned out garbage
Your verse, it was trash, I'm not gon' get started
I really think you should delete it
I told you we not gon' repeat it
Actually, lil' bro, you should keep it
[?] you need it
Look at my wrist, that shit freezin'
I got you pissed off for no reason
We wipin' his nose 'cause he sneezin'
And all of my niggas, they schemin'
You talkin' 'bout me, then you done, you should know that
That choppa, it's shootin', it's pushin' your 'fro back
The way that you talk on the internet, so wack
You tryna sound like me and that shit is so ass
This nigga so fake, he be leavin' his bro's back
You try to run, then we gettin' your toe tagged
I was at the bottom with you, that's no cap
You don't get bitches, nigga, where your hoes at
Look at the label he in, he a dumbass
Should be at school right now, but I said, "Fuck class"
You keep on talkin' that shit and it won't pass
[?] too much, so I'm gon' spaz
[?] a ho, and she know that
That nigga dead, you should go get your bro back
I have some things I could do, I won't post that
I could expose you, but I'm not gon' show that
[Outro]
This nigga got my name in his mouth way too much
Bitch-ass nigga
Nigga always cryin' and shit
Like, shut the fuck up, bro
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