Bitch I’m back and I’m better They say Jayy boy you cold I might need me a sweater Wish a **** nigga would ima spin with that metal He mix fake ass Gucci with fake ass leather I mix pills with the drank make it taste a lil better Mark his ass like some paint when we spin he get wet up In the stu ima blank that’s on every damn beat Lil bro up with the glock your homeboy left his feet I heard his bitch ass fast might catch him at a meet He think he big bad wolf bitch I’m tryna see He think he big bad wolf he a damn piggy Bitch I’m big bad wolf when I spin ima blow Like I’m in the NBA when I pull up I score I want to know where you at since you say you want smoke I want to know where you at since it’s smoke like cancer I pull up with that fye he get dropped like a dancer You can’t call me a rapper bitch I make anthems This big pole on my hip scratch shit like a panther This big pole on my hip leave you dead on the cement Make your hoe suck my bro she gone swallow his semen All this pain I went through make me turn to a demon Try to rob lil Jayy that scene yeen leaving (let’s goo) For that money I’m hungry like I’m barely eating That lil hoe she a stalker she stay trying to see me Your lil homie a copy he stay trying to be me Catch a opp out of bounds leave a **** nigga leaking In that car I go fast I pull off tires screeching When I hop on the beat ima preach like a deacon Like I’m Solid B I walk the beat like a farmer I pull up by myself bitch I don’t need a army I pull up by myself bitch I don’t need the gang Your homeboy good gas put his ass to the flame I got some for your toe it’s a tag with your name You come round with no switch then bitch you can’t hang You come round with no stick then bitch you can’t be here Bitch I’m rolling off the x don’t ask why I can’t see clear Always high as **** might install flight gear They be like Jayy a bitch man I swear I don’t like him If I see him outside I swear ima strike him Leave his homeboy sad with that tec ima pipe him Nigga play ima crash like I ain’t got a license Bought a big ass thirty so you know I ain’t fighting I bought a big ass thirty but the clip hold fifty Rolled your brother in this wood his bitch ass real sticky Lil bitch I’m from the west that’s the real deal wicked Try to slide on my block make you swim with the fishes Try to come over here make you regret that quickly Bitch I’m getting money now so I know that you miss me High as **** in the sky man this shit got me twitching Tomorrow I might die bitch I live for the moment They know I keep the fye you can see the bitch poking You talk shit I might laugh but lil bitch I ain’t joking In the yo off the x niggas know I be rolling To that bank ima run find a beat and I float it If that mother****er hard I don’t wait I get on it You see me flexing cash and I know that you want it You hate me cause I’m up and I know you do don’t it Bitch I’m up at the top I don’t see no opponent At the top it’s just me I don’t see competition All your shit sound the same all I hear repetition I popped out they was shocked like a electrician Took a break now I’m back lil bitch boy did you miss me