Set The Tone (feat. Aleza, Gloss Up, GloRilla, Slimeroni & K Carbon)

(Hitkidd, what it do, man?) A-L-E-Z-A See, I'll break a nigga pockets 'fore I let him break my heart And these bitches ain't on shit, do all that talkin' 'til I spark (pull up and I spark) Quick to sell his ass a dream like I'm lucid in the dark (lucid in the dark) I walked in with pressure on me, buildin' smellin' like some farts (gas, gas) And I got hella niggas, I can't pick, they make it hard (pick, they make it hard) All my opps wanna squash beef, but they done took that shit too far (they took that shit) He just asked me did I love him? Bitch, you must be gone off bars (you must be gone off bars) I just stuffed my 'Wood with 'za, it got me tweakin', I'm on Mars All that braggin' 'bout that nigga got that nigga fucked (huh, nigga fucked) Told that ho, "Listen to Lil Durk 'Cause, ho, you shoulda ducked" (ho, you shoulda ducked) And I ain't comin' off that nigga 'less he wipe his face And I ain't doin' no wifey shit because I know my place (lil' ho) Yeah, I got bitches mad 'cause they face card can't pull niggas (huh?) Let me call my nigga, just know Rambo gon' pull triggers (fuck) If I see yo' nigga, that's on yo' life, you won't get him back Make him bend me over, make him eat the coochie from the back Dropped my last nigga and start fuckin' with his big homie (big, big homie) Runnin' through these niggas, Lori Harvey ain't got shit on me I know them bitches watchin', I look like a fuckin' lick, don't it? Talkin' 'bout me to that nigga Bet he know that I'm the shit, don't he? (On God) Money can't buy love, but it can buy me that new 'Vette, though My pockets large, I'm eatin' good, I'm feelin' like a fat ho Not steppin' on no toes because I'm at these bitches' neck, ho Wonder why he love my lil' ass, 'cause he know this pussy fat, ho What you lookin' for? You know I'm heat, I'm cookin', ho Tryna shut me out, motherfucker, I'ma kick the door I got the sauce, come lick it, ho, fine as fuck, no ticket, ho I be with the gang (gang), yeah (ay), we bang, I don't clique with hos It's the queen of the slimes, queen of the dimes (you hear it) You know I walk in the spot, don't wait in no lines (uh-huh) Niggas broke than a motherfucker wastin' my time (the fuck) I been laughin' at hos, they really be tryin' (hahaha) I got all my haters watchin', now's the time for you to clock in (clock in) Niggas don't want smoke, I call my bro, go get your Glock then Bitch, we run the city, fuck these niggas, man, we top ten (bitch) Burst a bitch bubble 'cause these hos know I'm poppin' (brr-brr, pop) Bitches in my business, Kim, you rap or sell bundles? (Huh?) Ho, you better watch that nigga 'Fore I make you come up off him (gimme that) He only a dawg to you I put him on a leash and walk him (I'ma walk his ass) Said I'm gon' stop shittin' on bitches 'cause I do it way too often (uh) Put me on any beat, challenge me, bitches can't fuck with me (facts) Lyrically, I'm a beast, on my gang, that's on CGE (that's a fact) You bitches play, I drop a bag, them members active in the street I like niggas with fire head, when he done, I'm goin' straight to sleep I like niggas with big bread, make a 20, you can match that We can't get caught textin', so just hit me through your Snapchat Opps can't get caught lackin', we put 'em behind a hashtag (brr) Thinkin' that I like him, I'm tryna find out where his stash at Y'all know what the fuck goin' on, hold up, Glitter Gang shi' Glorilla, bitch, A-L-E-Z-A K Carbon (yeah, ho), fuck y'all thought? Ay, they got us fucked up (yeah) Bitches got me fucked up, niggas got me fucked up too Hell nah I'ma lay shit there, play this shit back, Allie