Loser (feat. Horror1x)

Ha, flad

He a perk abuser (Yeah)

She said I'm a loser

I got two fours in my jeans, just like Kobe, I'm a shooter

Yeah, bitch, I'm running shit, yeah, call me Perhkc the ruler

Mix Margiela with Celine, I got money, I got mula (Wait)

I just hopped up in that push to start, then I swerve off

This hoe keep on nagging me and shit, that's a turn off

Damn, man, this hoe stopped breathing, took my shirt off

Blitz up, hit that boy up in his shit, like the playoffs

Bitch, I'm, bitch, I'm sipping drank

I'm the man, bitch, fuck you think?

Bitch, we laughing to the bank

I just do what they just (can't)

Pull up in a brand new tank

Smoking loud, that shit so stank

White boy shooter, his name Frank

White boy shooter, his name— (Flad)

White boy shooter, his name Jack

Draco in my lap

With my white **** in the bando, in the trap

Flying with the bats, 'cause I rock all black (Huh)

Caught 'em in the sideline, you know I'ma crash

Money feel like Buddha

Keep that choppa, ruler

Making so much money, now that bitch call me a loser

With my dog like Kujo (Huh)

Skelly two-tone (Bitch, yeah)

She asking me, who this bitch? Told her, who knows (Shh)

She said I am such a hoe, told her true though

She look me in my eyes (Huh), now it's death row

I just want the neck, bitch, you can pull your pants up

Why that **** hating? Tell that ****, get your bands up

She like, who you feeling like? (Me) Bitch, I'm the man (Huh)

Told that hoe to shut up and come shake it with no hands

Why that **** dissing in the net? Bitch, pick your mans up

Had to double up my cup with that purple, this ain't Fanta