JACKASS

Yup Uh-huh Relax Okay Ay What the f*ck, why you moving like that I'm spending bread on bullshit Just to get it right back I like the splurge on bullshit Just to get my bread back Your bitch ass hard as f*ck Like a fucking bread back Damn Shit Brodie always in the beef He finna get a heart attack Niggas see my IG He like, zay, you can rap Huh I can rap, dog Damn I can rap, dog Hit that bitch With a straight face I think she got mogged Hit this white bitch She thick as f*ck She the top pawg That's a grown ass man Posting quotes He need to log off Damn I'm like, wow Hit that bitch one time Now she tryna have my child Dial, 877 If you need your cash now Brodie dialed it with the quickness I think he need his cash now Huh I'd never switch up for no bitch I'm finna be myself When the hoes come around He can't be himself When the fems pull up You better behave yourself All that chatin in your rap, nigga Behave yourself For the hoe That did me dirt You need to hang yourself Yeah Huh Aye He ain't really crashing out He just act bad She don't really get no fucks She's just acting sad Flip her ass And kick her out I'm a jackass I keep these racks Up in my motherfucking backpack He got laced with K2 He got a bad batch Riding on my dirt bike I feel like Mad Max I love counting all the bread But I'm bad at math I could change this hoe life Why she tryna laugh You can call me Dexter I'm cooking in the lab Brodie feenin for his ex He likes, keeping tabs Bomboclaaaaat Woy Why the people dem ah move suh dawg Rass Woy.