F!cked A Fan (Remix)

Yeah Rick Owens junkie, I keep that shit on me Real deal slime, I don't ride with jabronies She say "Shiestman got the whole world in his hands" Got my name on blimp just like Tony I'm tryna f*ck you and yo' friend let's get on it RDB, 84, 730, I'm on it She thinking I'm finna stay 'till the morning, I'm out with the mob tryna count up this money Freaky lil' bitch, only call when she horny Eat the dick up with no hands or no warning That nigga mad 'cause I'm fucking his hoe, I'ma get his address send his ass to the army I'm turnt, I'm not paying you back, f*ck Klarna Lil' nigga can't tell me shit about karma No telling shit, but my chain got pointers She wet like Katrina, man shoutout New Orleans Take that shit on the chin and get up, no falling Got like 3k in my cup, I'm balling Bitch, It's just Me N My Kup, Ken Carson If I leave the ho then like autumn, she falling If yo' bitch look then she took, John Stockton My bitch do hair, book the look, I'm sponsored Shout out Freebandz, like Mar I popshit When I go to Kiku I'm not using the chopsticks Hop out with chopstick, it got kickback Take off on him, you will not get shit back Cup muddy as hell, let me sip that How we thieving? Tell fine shit to get that I go Rick-y, Eight-four feeling emo Got a bitch eat the dick like a seagull Got hot shit, one tap, Deagle Eight-four young leave a nigga like DIO Run a heist, whole gang got 8 mags Nigga run around poor like he hate bands Hella water, I'm sipping the freshest Wallet big as hell, looking like Precious DND on a thot, I don't wanna talk Nigga say he got more money, stop it I be cheating, my hoe know I'm not shit Try Eight-four, bitch, you get popped quick Flipped the car, goddamn I done spun out Know it's summer, these hoes got they buns out Drop some pape' in the hood, that's investments Eight-four gon' pop in this shit, that's so destined If I get my hands on it it's mine Cut the bitch off 'cause she wasting my time Real money, the f*ck is a crime? Whole gang black truck riding 4 deep Double back everytime 'cause when I spin I gotta make sure it's done If this bitch got a switch, when you hear (Blaow!), Just know it shot more than once Niggas capping they ain't did shit to me, tell a nigga come show me sum' Nigga tryna beef but ain't even got no paper, nigga can't show me nun' I got a cousin who f*ck wit' them country boys, yeah he get it lit in the Bity But we from the A. and we really moving around, so we getting lit in the city Niggas be clueless so watch yo' gang Let that boy play he get popped like a willy What I'm saying worth a million dollars Nigga just call me lil' Wallo and Gillie on God I'm wit' lil 84, you play with 84, we coming right through yo' door And I'm wit' Wicked, and shit get wicked, we put his ass on the flo' Yeah, we spin him 3 times in a row Stop the dissing, yeah, just let it go Why the f*ck nigga thinking he fucking wit' gang? Nigga this shit on the flo' Yeah fly as a bitch, I'm like Birdie and Trilly I'm in the mountains while you in Clay-co just chilling Yeah my bitch Wild 'n Out, she pick up I kill it Interview for the lame nigga, you killed it! Brown Rick Owens on, look like I shitted I call up on Keenan he shooting the witness Boot up wit' me baby like Bobby and Whitney I turnt up my savage and got right to business Lil Naya in the backseat getting pissed off 'cause I keep saying how I'm in love wit' her bestie .380 blowing the whistle, my temper Too Short for a nigga to try and come test me 30 ball, pull up and throw it like Stephen Balenciaga, S-S-S Steppin' Phone on DND, sorry bitch don't text me Feeling like Boston Richey, bad bitch come help me, on God