Bungee (feat. FilthyNasty, Little Roddy & Ais)

Hi, how you doin' - you already know my name ho I keep a sniper on me, so yeah - you know my aim ho Fruitier than mango, harder than a brick house Yeah I keep a shooter, so you know they bring the sticks out Quincy got what? You already know the motto They way I hit this walk, you already know I model And yeah, I got tequila bitch - you know I keep a bottle Any more questions, no - I thought so So let me take a second let me put you up on game If you speakin' on me, put respect up on my name' I ain't never steal a bar, I ain't never rip a flow But I made some niggas quit, and I'm still on go You a macaroni bitch you a whole "impasta" You really want the smoke, I got ganja, rasta Something smells fishy, crab, lobster I get the whole gang, call me a mobster You don't go hard, you from Cincinnati Bitch pull up, I done sent the addy I get gutta - yeah, the prince get aggy On any given day, I wish a bitch would get at me Bitch! Yeah, aye Filthy fucking nasty, you know I get disgusting Quincy put me on a track, you know I get to bustin' And I'm aiming at the dome of you and you're cousin Hold up, slow it down - ain't no need for rushin' Now I got 'em blushin', no they can't take it You know I get a bag, and that ain't on no fake shit Bitch I been workin', twelve hour day shit My bank account gets busy, your's on vacation This life is amazin', your life is a Days Inn I bet you got roaches, that's why you be sprayin' Bitch you hella broke, that is all I'm sayin' Yeah I get silly, but no, I ain't playin' I'll auction off your life, in the dead of the night To show you I'm about it, and your threat's real light I might f*ck your wife, in your bed, out of spite I'm the dopest of the dope, call me hard white bitch Yeah Yeah I'm on they neck, I leave em gaggin' like a choker Call me GaGa when I play 'em like poker Face the facts, you niggas clowns - joker That same fire got 'em gassin' like a smoker Girl, 'cause when it's right it's right Let the nigga with no funds, 'cause I'm right and tight I just woke up this bad, you know how the game goes You bitches want it so bad, you askin' me for cheat codes Um, let's back up down and square Said I see you at the top, but you hoes ain't getting there Even if you take the stairs, you hoes ain't reachin' me I could go to every class, you hoes ain't teachin' me I could be the beef up on your plate, you hoes ain't eatin' me I could hand you the whip, you hoes ain't beatin' me That is why umm, I put the it in shit Hell yeah I like to bark I put the bih in bitch Man we playin' with these lyrics These words are fungee Man quit frontin' comin' back like bungee Coming back like Avatar, energy just hella dark Now he switchin' flows, caution you don't wanna spark Call me Clark Kent, can't nobody do it better Now they wanna vent, well I'mma need a sweater Man, I bout whatever time to change the weather Now it's snowing and shit I woulda took your baddest girl, but she hoein' and shit Goin word by word like a sentence You my apprentice always keep the clue but hence You don't wanna get tense I'm my court ballin' like that nigga Kyrie I mean I'm on that track wildin' like that nigga Tyree I be the one to finish shit before it even begins We can talk about facts like nutrients and Wait a second, repositioning and Coming quick f*ck it up, got 'em listening in Raise up the decibels, I got the decimals to keep the shit in place Walk with Ais, cut from cloth, victoria couldn't lace And if I catch you with my lines I'm quick that's copy paste Don't be surprised it's going down like a double space