GIMMIE DA BEAT

Why the bitch texting my phone I don't want her pull out the driveway doin' doughnuts I'ma send her on the store run And I pass her like a basketball I'm smashing all her friends who used to play with me Wanna spend the day with me and lay with me bitch, hit the road We still be makin' plenty money, but some of my hunnids old The way I sip prescription meds You think I got a cold My weed too sticky, my bitch be thicker than Nicki She built like a Barbie Dunkin' on shit like a Lil' Charlie She ride the dick like a motherfuckin' Harley Don't let me start this motherfuckin' party I get on the beat and I go r*tarded Some like Beatle, don't touch me when I'm off of this juice Give me a cup, I'ma pour up a deuce, or maybe a four I'm territorial, I want all my hoes, Some like baby, that's how life goes Pack in the mail, it's gone, I'm real playa, I got two phones I want a big ass house with a gate Kiss me through the phone like I'm beefin' with Drake This shit been on the floor, so give me a rake Ball like a rocket, R.I.P. Take, She call her twin, I fucked the wrong one by mistake but it wasn't my mistake So I f*ck the other one, DJ Khaled, bitch give me another one My bitch a model in Vogue, so I fucked her under the covers Just want the pussy, but I can't love her Bitch, I'm thief in the night free Thugger And I'm smokin' runtz until my lungs hurt I'm the type to go through 15 pounds a weed just in the summer I don't use no grinder, I break it out with my hands until my thumb hurt Thick bitch from Oklahoma, make it clap, OKC Thunder Got music blastin', smackin' ass, I feel just like a drummer Yo man's a fool, you goofy too, you dumb, that nigga dumber Tell yo homegirl, lose my number, she obsessive Put my bro in the AMG, sis in a cullinan Momma get a boat and a Tesla Bet I can f*ck her if I test her Keep my heat in Miami like Jimmy Buller, Folded her ass up, can't get a word out so she stutter Bro was swingin' the chop Say the wrong thang he cut you I can get the bitch out her drawers just by talkin', I ain't gotta touch her She suckin' me up imma bust like a gusher My bitch left me now I'm dancin' in the rain Just like Usher, F*ck this bitch a week ago, you still gon' cuff her F*ck that, give me the beat, I need some company, I get bored, I'ma call up a treesh Shorty a stallion, she better stay on the lane, or get hit in the feet He social media tough, so if he get a lil' press, he gon' send up a tweet I'm mix and matching designer, my clothes hard to find They tell me my style so unique F*ck that, give me the beat, shittin' on niggas like I took a MiraLAX If I want yo bitch, then you can't get her back Bitch thought she was slick and lied to me Now it's return of the Mac, my nigga a streamer, But he'll really come kill you Put this shit on live, you nigga not fuckin' with me or the guys Give me the beat, I ain't pop, but his eyes on me whenever I speak Her pussy wet as a fountain, dripping severely, class 3 leak Just give me some shrooms in this bitch And I'm a be good for the rest of the week I need a Milly, no Meek I want to have me a trip got some shit that's gone put you to sleep F*ck that give me the beat I'm smakin' shit about mine like Will and Jada, Pass me the rock, imma crossin' a shit like Chris Don't play with P.O.B., we'll come and kill you over a diss We was in the middle of June, thought it was hot til' I checked my wrist (Why the f*ck this pussy nigga keep on actin like a bitch?!?!)