Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Smith
Eric Smith
Lyrics

Lyrics

I'm like ouuwee **** aye hold on wait
I been putting belt to ass on **** since the 6th grade
Your bitch sucking dick she bow her head like a sense
Why the fuck these ****.. hold on look, okay like why the fuck these **** acting hard when they bitch made, aye because no **** you are not that you don't even own a gun claiming that you're top hat
Like boy stop because we all know that is not you
been tryna tell these **** that I'm top 2 but not 2 on my momma I'm the big one you steady calling **** broke but be the main one
(aye) Man that's sad you aint got no cheese **** 2 phones 2 hoes man that's 2 feets if I ever gotta do the job I'm walking on feet **** masked up all black on that concrete and I don't give a fuck because breadwinners be around me
Dissing on the net and now that **** caught a face shot, **** face shot now his motherfucking face hot ****
(aye) on my momma bitch I'm talking out
this hoe kept on begging had to slut her out
I just almost had to ouuu, okay like I just almost had to punch this sucker **** in the mouth
I'm hella disrespectful wit it bitch watch your mouth if you aint talking bread then I don't want to hear your fucking mouth
mmm mm no **** not at all, all my **** steady having motion we been trying to ball I aint never seen you on that court no you aint John Wall you steady posting old money like we aint know you spent it all **** (aye)
you need to stop that is old cash you the type to take your mans bread and flex his cash, you the type to ask for the bitches and get no ass you're a C-R-A-N in all caps
you're a bum on a budget boy you get no bands (how that work) I don't know but it could be me I been on that grind nonstop I aint got no sleep and I aint never stopping until the money stacking 7 feet
you steady making threats so stand on what you think of me you said it's smoke but I don't even know so how you beef with me
You are not an opp you never threw a rock or thew a shot cruising with them **** that will really go and pop your top need a white bitch so I might pop up at that coffee shop I paint a picture with this shit lil bitch I feel like bob ross
aye lil hoe I feel like babe Ruth if you a hoe then you're going to stay a hoe bitch I can't change you
No, I aint captain Save a hoe bitch I can't save you and I am not buying you no Birkin I am not your dude
bitch I am not your man and I don't even want you baby I just really want your friend
It's koolaid on my bapes **** uh oh if we aint cool now then I don't need you **** fuck no
no **** you can't come around she seeing **** bump my music hoes come around she like eazy I know you can do it hoe you fanned out
you aint pay attention then you wanna fuck now I aint even pay attention then don't give a fuck now
hoe say my name 3 times and I might think about it bitch you know the name its eazzyyy3x lets talk about it
Written by: Eric Smith
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