CUPZ

Damn (huh, yeah) Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh Huh, woah I'm straight out the country Moving all these packs And my bread super long Call that shit giraffe Don't spoil this thot, she superficial Shop at TJ Maxx I ran it up, now the IRS watching Tryna collect my tax White bitch do fentanyl, she slurpin' it up You a pussy, I'm a dawg I go ruff ruff Hit you in your left nostril, with my right hook You ain't really meant to ball You handing out cups Yea Picking her up like I'm vontee She know I'm the man, she just looked at my posse And she calling me Dan, cause she know I got thotties Only L that I take to the face is a latte I am beast you can't stop me She said, "boy you've been wanting me" Yes I've been plotting F*ck around, ima turn you into my lil sneaky link But I warn you I'm psycho, my sanity's on the brink She don't want psychedelics, want no cigarettes She want weed, huh (come here) Open that mouth ima feed it to you Like a gerber baby on the television You can't distract her got tunnel vision We go together a man on his mission Smelling like shit in the room What they fishing? This is my life, so I give a depiction Get outta jail, ima bail on niggas Looking at me and I know they feel triggered Mad at me cause they ain't smoking this swisher Hard-headed since a kid, no I don't listen No bitcoin, but you really know I got riches (Bling bling, bling bling, bling bling) If you testing me Ima run up and give a vasectomy Niggas playing dead this ain't a cemetery Leave you praying to God, like you Angeline I got faith in my wings, call me Jolie Secular music, but I'm way too holy Way too attached, she stroking my goatee Getting too comfortable, like you don't know me Ha Sound of me clapping yo hoe (haha) And she did it for some cheerios Took a turn on me, gang, and the bros I'm straight out the country Moving all these packs And my bread super long Call that shit giraffe Don't spoil this thot, she superficial Shop at TJ Maxx I ran it up, now the IRS watching Tryna collect my tax White bitch do fentanyl, she slurpin' it up You a pussy, I'm a dawg I go ruff ruff Hit you in your left nostril, with my right hook You ain't really meant to ball You handing out cups