Uh, yeahSome regular degular, bloody barsI swear to God, they ain’t wanna see me leave the clubGot up on my shit and now they scared to show me loveThey’d rather see me on the pole twerkin’ it for dubsI guess I really gotta show them what the fuck is upI’m on some other shit, that Cardi B gutta shitEvery time I catch a hating bitch, she on her stutter shitCan’t finish her words but on Instagram thuggin’ shitYou set yourself up, don’t make it seem likeI be buggin’, bitchAnd niggas hatin’ on me, really be upsetI don’t know, make me wonderwhat you got between your legsYou a real nigga mad at a bitch for getting bread?You’s a bitch from birth, you just grew a third leg, woo!Bite down, bite down, it was crunch timeYeah I skip all of them bitches in the lunch lineI put in work, now I’m here at the front lineReady for the bullshit, I swear it’s on my bloodlineTouch mine, getting slumped, slimed one timePump blind, bitches quick, then I dump minePull up with the Gucci clutch, spitting clutch rhymesFlyer than a big big B with a Blood tieDon’t do much, she get hard when I bust winesNo straws for this juice box, got one timeLast nigga I was with went insane’Cause my head game movin’ hillslike I’m lookin’ for the sunshineI’m a Bronx bitch birthed from the hip-hopFrom the block to the tick tock in the Patek watchQuick drop with the cash, couldn’t fit the ZiplocGrips locked, get your shit popped in my flip flopsWalking out, but every dollar, I still want it allNow he wanna nail me, I could give your man a cureYou gotta mail me, but I don’t check my spam at allNever feel what you’re sayin’ like I’m usin’ AnbesolTravel all around the states getting nice checksI was tourin’ off a tape, I had a hype setIs that the reason all these niggas wanna pipe next?I’m a creep, bitch, see his dick through his Nike TechGot ’em all scared, I ain’t even strike yetWire up jaws when I swing if the mic stretchI recall, took the right steps, had a shotSo I took the shit, now this game gon’ need a life vestUhI said, woo!Huh