ESPY (feat. TAEHENDRIX)

I was born to win like Steve I got tricks up my sleeve I got rackys in my Rickys And real niggas on my team I'ma real dog ass nigga Brush these bitches off like fleas I be wylin' off that liquor Mix that Espolon with that bean You moved a couple of Ps That don't mean nothing to me Lil bitch I'm something to see Bitch I'm like nothing you seen You talking tough but you green You tryna stunt for the scene You tryna front for ya queen Bouta get slapped up in front of ya queen Them lil boys with you not gon ride I guarantee DAMNSHAWT say he back outside Apparently I might just pluck out ya eyes You stare at me Don't say you slide if you don't slide Sincerely Don't say you with me if you not Cuz I can't jack no liar He tryna make his hoe feel small I'm tryna magnify her You know my hoes when you see 'em They in that all black attire That BBL got new car smell That lil Hellcat so fire I was born to win like Steve I got tricks up my sleeve I got rackys in my Rickys And real niggas on my team Ima real dog ass nigga Brush these bitches off like fleas I be wylin' off that liquor Mix that Espolon with that bean Fired my old camera man He really wasn't acting right I told her my middle name Estavan Devante Estavan Davis Shawty I don't like your fragrance I don't dress like none of these niggas Don't compare me to none of these niggas It's EA sports I'm John Madden She a good QB1 Nigga I'm running to sun I gotta carry a gun Niggas they ran up on me I'm a dark phantom I got a hoe that look like J-Lo My shirts go for 300 Put them on payroll Me and my niggas we always getting money I saw you bro you was with a bitch that was fugly I'm a probably step out the country I'm making beats for the public I'm over priced I get mad at assumptions Taking my bitch to brunch Brunch brunch brunch brunch brunch Telling my hoe I'm bad Bad bad bad bad bad Gotta new bitch she got a new bbl car smell I burned in hell I got 3 4 5 hoes Espanol with the bean bro Surfing baby off to the moon I got on snow boots that boy he born to lose I swear I be best dressed no contest I was in her top three Who is you to stop me Crash landed clouted I can show up anywhere without my ID I was born to win like Steve I got tricks up my sleeve I got rackys in my Rickys And real niggas on my team Ima real dog ass nigga Brush these bitches off like fleas I be wylin' off that liquor Mix that Espolon with that bean You moved a couple of Ps That don't mean nothing to me Lil bitch I'm something to see Bitch I'm like nothing you seen You talking tough but you green You tryna stunt for the scene You tryna front for ya queen Bouta get slapped up in front of ya queen