[Verse]
Yeah
I'm tired of being good, bitch I’m tryna be bad (I'm tryna be bad)
Pull up on that old n***a, that got that jag' (bitch ass n***a)
He ain’t try me cause these bombs, they hit Baghdad
Bitch I got a whole gang behind me and I hide it
I don't show off none that street shit, cause I'm the prophet (no bap)
Basically what I'm sayin' none of my n***a's extort for profit, yeah
Bitch we need everything we rob, but fuck n***a what's in your wallet?
Bitch I'm so slime, I be with Dora, I be with Dolly
I ain’t gonna let one n***a stop me from this sliming, fuck that n***a
Bitch I don’t give a fuck what you say, your favorite rapper ain't diamond
Bitch I’m too turnt up, I can't stop this shit cause I'm T.U
Standing on my money 7 foot, your shit like 3'2”
Mixed personalities, likе why the fuck would I be you?
Differеnt bitches sucking my dick, like hoe why would I need you?
Like a dog ass bitch, cause I’m a pitt, so I'm in heat too
This ain't my best verse, but it ain't my worst (it ain't my worst)
I don't give a fuck about no bitch, I take back whips, I don't take back purse, yeah
Bitch I ain't drinking no cut, I'm drinking that raw, wish I could just throw it up
“Why the fuck you wanna throw it up?” Last night, I swear to god I was going up
So basically saying I ain't got no wock today
N***as they die today, these n***as tryna reach in the pot today
Today I feel like I'm Nine Trey, tomorrow l feel like I'm still Nine Trey (no bap)
Nine shots, you don't need no AR when you got switches on nine Glocks
Bitch I'm lit in my city, ask the n***a's that's all in my bity
Bitch I'm breme and billy, I'm the only Billy that come from Philly
Bitch try me get that blatt, nine shots in your back
If my bitch don't call her coochie “boochie” shoot her cat, yeah
CT, CT, CT, CT only in my lap (what?)
Bullet proof my Cadillac, this seat came with a Mac
My lil bitch think she a horse, I fuck on that bitch and I rip out her tracks
"I don't like good girls, I like whores, can you just suck that lil dick from the back?” (Pause)
What the fuck you talking about that shit, you trippin' little n***a
I got a whole lotta money, I gotta whole lotta figures
All of my killers they icy, we talkin' bout my drillers (my drillers)
She pullin' my pants, eat the cone, she wanna eat all the ice cream
I know I'm Bentley for real, but you know I'm so sixteen (so sixteen)
I know I'm Bentley for real, but you know I'm so sixteen (so sixteen)
You know I'm Bentley for real, but I'm so sixteen (so sixteen)
You know I'm Bentley for real, but you know I'm so sixteen (so sixteen)
Double X