Hahaha, yeah, yeah, goddamn, goddamn Yo, I met that nigga Liv (Woah) That nigga died on them Sure
Uh, these bullets coming at you Take these bullets for me, that's my grimy waifu Hot, it keep on dumpin' it too Take these bullets from me, that's my, ooh (Woah, huh) These bullets coming' at you Take these bullets for me, that's my grimy waifu (Huh, ha) It steady dumpin' 'em too, uh Take these bullets for me, that's my (Ooh, ooh, ooh, man, you know what I'm sayin')
I ain't got no birdbaths (Ugh) Fuckin' with me, you gon' get the price, all tax Music biz don't get no pat on the back, ugh Stack it up, stack it up, stack it up (Ooh) Pack it up, pack it up, woah, hold on, man Grown, whip at the Days Inn My appetite made me nauseous (Huh) If you continue with the talkin' (Watch this, uh) I take the wins now with the losses You see me grippin' with the gossip Know what I mean, you dealin' with the bosses I hit the vape because it's needed (It's over) I fall asleep like Tempur-Pedic Got a light, got a light, got a light, I'll be there They killed my niggas for no reason I hear 'em
These bullets coming' at you Take these bullets for me, that's my grimy waifu Hot, it keep on dumpin' it too Take these bullets for me, that's my, no
Here we go We gotta do what we gotta do Clap, clap, clap, clap
Compositor: Barrington Devaughn Hendricks ECAD: Obra #30756201