Spazzin'

Turn the beat on and I knew it was a hit Young Mateo got the flow to make her swallow all my kids Thank God she be a ginger Cause I'm all about the bread (get it) My pockets on stuff I call my Levi's "Ted" (sheesh) If her kitty red, then she give me head period Point blank, you know I'm about the shit Been here for five years and I'm still really a jit But you can f*ck around and find out, boys really be a bitch My weight I'm pullin' like sleigh rides On jailbreak won't face time Dirty (Thirty) season like Dateline Can pull your bitch at the same time Bang, bang, bang, bang time You bite flows, you can't taste mine Only bills, but boy still tame dimes Outta pocket, like hate crimes Lil punk, throwing gang signs Step over my state line Get hit and run like a baseline Aaron Judge with the homer Got to home plate, I don't even know her All I know is I'm a leaf and she be a blower And when it comes to gettin' then you know I be a goer Woah hold up, just a little slower I'ma be the one to tell you when your night is over No that's not my pistol and yes it is a grower F*ck I had to show her Now she can't keep her composure Oh shit, got em spazzin' Girls gone wild how they flashin' Look at all the paper I'm amassin' And my name one day hit the masses Oh shit, got em spazzin' (Ski) Girls gone wild how they flashin' Look at all the paper I'm amassin' And my name one day hit the masses Got a feather line, I'ma spaz on the shit She don't got a dime then I'm ghost on a bitch BMF, bitch, money gon' flip Hand it over, give it here, oh my P stand for pimp And I make the bitch cry if I spaz on her She lookin' for a simp, son I am not Homer I just opened up a club, I'ma pod owner Blick always on my side (sight), I got glaucoma I'm tellin' blogs, keep my name out they mouth Nigga we are not in common if you ain't got no house Dumb clean, I think I need a wipe down Your baby mama got the leaks, I think she need a pipe down I been rich since 2015 Two hoes plus me, whipped cream I'm finna break another record, ripped lease Baby got asses, bustin' out her ripped jeans (sheesh) S-P-A, big spaz, six Z's You get mad at the bitch, I get cheese three or four wanna get with me I told the bitch I need a F-E-E Blowing on Za just got from TT, Throw a nigga off the slopes if he think he ski Big Chang Chang, you cannot cheat me I got into it with the song, shit was yelling "beat me" Oh shit, got em spazzin' Girls gone wild how they flashin' Look at all the paper I'm amassin' And my name one day hit the masses Oh shit, got em spazzin' Girls gone wild how they flashin' Look at all the paper I'm amassin' And my name one day hit the masses