Apple Pie

(How old are you) (You ain't finna make nothin) Yeah (Apple pie) Yeah, yeah, yuh Huh, huh, huh (Alright) I'll give you credits, we'll give you credits I'll tag you in the video, let you know when it's posted Alright, thanks, what's the name Oh uh, it's F, F Breezy on all platforms Yeah, yeah, yeah Aight, aight, aight, aight Cut that out (Yessir) Pull up get crunk in this bitch Pull up to the club and get drunk in this bitch Pullin' right up to the party we searchin' for you And you finna get punked in this bitch, woah (Skrtt, skrtt) We backin' you down (We backin' you down) Pull up to this shit and we packin' a round (We packin' a round) Inside of your chest (Inside of your chest) And that's called a full metal jacket You know these bullets be comin' they fuckin' suppressed This money we trying to stack it (We throwin' the money at her like a hatchet) All of my bitches is wack She tryin' so hard cause she wanna throw all of that ass while I'm tryin' to catch it Ain't f*ck with that bitch cause she whiter than me I'ma need me a bitch that is mixed I like my bitches how I like my coffee I'm takin' it black with a side of I don't give a shit about you (I don't give a shit about you, no) You know, we poppin' and we get to stoppin, I ain't stoppin' this for You know, you know, you You think we playin' (Can you not put me on the spot like that) Yuh, I ain't playin, man I'll push and get to sprayin Lil JC, Lil Jayden, Breezy, yuh, yuh Yeah, yeah, I got more cash than a fucker, I show him a band just to know we ain't playin My bitches is (what) My bitches is (what) My bitches go crazy I touch on they (what) I pack up a player for 500 miles I show him that we ain't proclaimin My bitches is (what) I'm thinking too hard about lyrics This shit is so easy when I am just cappin' about (what) I cap about everything I got no bitches ahead of me I don't got shooters that catchin' me I don't got opps on the daily on all the blue hundreds I can't even buy me a wedding ring I got nobody with looters, I ain't know no shooters All I got a 400 dollar computer Can't even compute a motherfucker with hundreds for hands Cause a motherfucker give me 500 I'm shootin (If he give me 500, I'm shootin) Huh, huh, huh Fuckin TikTok, Sabrina Stamper, Jacob McMillan, I appreciate y'all for real (Breezy, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)