Thot Breaker

Bitch I don't need you, only need the bands Step out get stepped on this ain't no game Step out with a bag, gotta spend my bands Spend a lotta money so I gotta go and scam Eight forty on the clock still spittin' Roun' eight grams in this blunt still hit it She want my money so I told her go beat it Boujee as hell but guess what, still hit it Work every day I promise it's gon' pay off Get in yo bag I promise that's the way out Gonna make it out I ain't even have a doubt Doin' what I say I ain't even gotta shout Bitch I'm him, gotta get used to it F*ck you and yo gang, you can't cool with me Mug in my hand but ain't no tea in it Get me a beat, you know I can spit on it Ay, ay better switch up F*ck you doin' tryna rap, better give up F*ck you doin' unarmed get yo stick up Mane she cheatin' on you, give that bitch up Matter fact cheat on me, you gon' die with him With this Glock at night put a beam on him Talkin shit on the 'net put my kin on him Big tongue on this bitch put my dick on it Me and Brando, we be makin waves Catch the opps we gon' make 'em our slaves Clutchin' so hard makin so many saves Dead opps mane it's too many graves Matter fact we gon' hit him with a K When she see me she gon' hit me with a "Hey" No shots missed, I think I'm Trae Not with me bitch, you ain't ma bae Bitch I don't need you, only need the bands Step out get stepped on this ain't no game Step out with a bag, gotta spend my bands Spend a lotta money so I gotta go and scam Eight forty on the clock still spittin' Roun' eight grams in this blunt still hit it She want my money so I told her go beat it Boujee as hell but guess what, still hit it