ARIANA GRANDE

(I don't fucking know though, cause I'm not gon' act like that s1rk just went) Yeah yeah (oh, yeah yeah) Yeah yeah (oh, yeah yeah) Oh (F*ck a love song, man we listenin' to s1rk) (Goodbye s1rk) (mmm, uh) I got bands, I got a couple of hundreds inside of my pocket Don't wanna be friends, I'm just tryna focus on music, take off like a rocket I feel like I'm better off dead, I been pouring purple codeine and they want me to stop it I know I'm so outta pocket Guala can't fit in the pocket You wanna come for my head? Just make sure you know who you talking to, we'll hit your noggin We finna slide on yo mans, I'm talking bout Tally (LILBABYTALLY) Cause he think he good but he not it Hunnid k check in advance, I spend it on getting em hit, make a blunt out his body No need watch my back cause ain't no one behind me These youngn's be softer than Ariana Grande Hol' up, wait, what's that sound Two fakes and a couple o' clowns Hold up, wait, two whole rounds Yeah I lost but you'll never be found OK, I understand it now You a goofy, just look at your style Why they always wan' copy the sound Prolly cause they know I'm gettin' that bag I'm tired of youngn's, they been on my ass Amiri the jeans and they ain't never gon' sag Vlone AF1, I still got the tag All of this money was made for the sad Say, you my son, bitch I feel like your dad Just tell me why everyone copy the cat Stealing some music, what's the point in that? (If you want a feature, you paying for that) Run, run, imma run it to the top Shout out to gunna, just listen to me when I say that the hoe will love you when you hot Have of these industry youngn's is weird, I'm just tryn' get my gold out the pot Tell me how to lil bitch wan' come over and f*ck, but bitch can't take no pipe I'll tell you that I am not scared of no youngn because the strap on my hip like a dike I pour up a four, whip that purp codeine in the sprite, they knowing that thats what i like (yeah yeah yeah) I got bands, I got a couple of hundreds inside of my pocket Don't wanna be friends, I'm just tryna focus on music, take off like a rocket I feel like I'm better off dead, I been pouring purple codeine and they want me to stop it I know I'm so outta pocket Guala can't fit in the pocket You wanna come for my head? Just make sure you know who you talking to, we'll hit your noggin We finna slide on yo mans, I'm talking bout Tally (LILBABYTALLY) Cause he think he good but he not it Hunnid k check in advance, I spend it on getting em hit, make a blunt out his body No need watch my back cause ain't no one behind me These youngn's be softer than Ariana- Ion even need no feature, f*ck all these hoes cause I'm tryna get to that bread I keep me a Draco, a Mac 11 with a coolin' kit, I just might aim at ya head Y'all wanna be lame as hell and say you gon' hop on my track then you leave me on read F*ck it, I'm going up solo instead I'll just keep popping these pills like pez I just be running it, running it, running it all the way up to the top, you can't stop me Say that they want a feature but they copy Need me a bad bitch like Miss Grande I hit from the back and she calling me papi Broke ass boy, you been living in poverty Hope you know we gon' leave his ass dead, if you ever try to play with my moxie Shit my bad, I mean mula Took a bad bitch all the way to Mulan Im rocking Polo like I play lacrosse Keep the cocaine up inside the garage Chop hit his back and it sound like applause May just go pull on your block with a cause Talking like you wan' pull up and see god But baby, no maxi, he need some Gause, oh yeah Ion give a f*ck about no bitch, I'm stacking that cash, oh yeah shawty been throwing it back, while I'm thumbing through all my stash, ah yeah I got like seventeen bitches on Instagram shaking that ass, oh yeah The reason I stay pouring up codeine, I'm better off dead, oh yeah I got bands, I got a couple of hundreds inside of my pocket Don't wanna be friends, I'm just tryna focus on music, take off like a rocket I feel like I'm better off dead, I been pouring purple codeine and they want me to stop it I know I'm so outta pocket Guala can't fit in the pocket You wanna come for my head? Just make sure you know who you talking to, we'll hit your noggin We finna slide on yo mans, I'm talking bout Tally (LILBABYTALLY) Cause he think he good but he not it Hunnid k check in advance, I spend it on getting em hit, make a blunt out his body No need watch my back cause ain't no one behind me These youngn's be softer than Ariana Grande (mmh) (F*ck a love song, man we listenin' to s1rk) (Goodbye s1rk) (mmh)