Simba

Hell nah, I ain't working on my right hook First class bullets in this stick Get yo flight booked on the block with it I ain't throwing sky hooks If it ain't the Fraud Bible You ain't in the right book You must like Polo G 'cause you cap a lot I ain't talking fight when I punch I ain't gotta box my bitch watch for FedEx I ain't gotta watch And, yes, I know it's our time I don't need a watch Lying to these hoes, you can call me Simba Juking like a Heisman, bitch Watch me spin 'em It was thirty in this clip Now it's thirty in him He ain't die, give him twelve more James Worthy in 'em Ayy, watch me cook this old bitch Take her whole pension Nigga, watch me rob yo favorite rapper Take his gold pendant Huh, I'm the one make this Scamming shit start trending Huh, I'm the one smack the driver 'cause he ain't do the limit F*ck a mask, boy, my shooter go ape in BAPE Scorching with the slides in store, boy I'm eight for eight Max stamina so don't pass me no Gatorade Caught a opp, turned him Spider-Man Made him fade away They gon' slide, hit the alley Watch 'em switch the plate I'm just wandering if your Pockets really ever ate Been on my grind but do it Look like I used to skate? Told that bitch I got something for Her if she running late Relationship? Bitch You better pump yo breaks I just wanna use yo Chase And prolly f*ck yo face my bitch got a strap Bussin'glike she Young MA 201 slamming, AP'd about a hunnid straight Cook boy in front of that preacher Amazing Grace huh, closed casket, yeah We hit him all in the face Huh, I just got a fake check, it's from BOA Told that bitch I work for State Farm, bitch My name Jake huh, 4-1-4-7-2-0, huh Boy, that's the BIN that got me on Huh, 5-1-5-6-7-4, huh That's the day a nigga brought a hunnid home Square up with you? I ain't SpongeBob Punch in from deep but the Slide did a touchdown Ho in my blood? Hell nah, it ain't one ounce I ain't talking biceps when I Say the guns out Had to quit the sidewalking Now I'm road running Feel like Magic Mike through this bitch How I'm pole clutching Took dawg out the game Like he broke something Said I'm the GOAT? Man This lil' bitch must know something I'm like a bitch with a strict dad Niggas can't f*ck with me Boy, this shit was all hustle Ain't no luck with me Feeling like that Greek motherfucker Got some bucks with me Bitch caught me cheating but she know That she stuck with me Ha ha, and I might just scam you, bro Put a shell in his back, Michelangelo Used to be down, now I'm turnt, bitch I'm hamming hoes I don't panic, bro, slide a Piece and then I vanish, bro You know this ain't pop What you reaching for my Fanta for? You know I'm getting money, bitch I hang with Giffy Rubio when it's beef Yo ass only sliding in the studio Bitch, I touchdown in the A, feel like Julio Punching like a ninja, feel like Naruto This ain't a wax pen but I'll let the cartridge blow Camping out in yo lawn like a garden gnome Play hoodie on the only time That my heart gon' show