(Stupid ass nigga)
Thanks Yackary

The block got hot, bitch I'm lit as hell (bitch, I'm lit as hell)
I woke up today and put on YSL
Them bowls don't look right I put it on the scale (put it on the scale)
I'm fresh up out of county I'm too rich for jail (I'm too fuckin' rich)
Louis kicks, I never wear the same pair (nope)
I'm surrounded by these killers, all these millionaires (all this rich niggas)
My big brother play with Pyrex, Bobby Fishscale, uh
Bae, the condom slipped off, I think it's still in there (I think I left it in there)
It's a bad bitch party, no you can't get in there (can't get in, bitch)
She gotta be above a ten she tryna to sit here
I just give her daddy dick, I pull on her hair
Catch me on the opps side, tryna catch a yeah
Choppa now, bullets everywhere (damn)
Oh, we get that low, me and bro we creepin'

I'm in a fuck nigga bushes tryna get even (get even)
Fell in love with bodies, bitch, 'cause I'm anemic (I'm anemic)
She gon' eat my kids I pull up in a demon (skrrt, skrrt)
She open her legs and she already creamin' (hold up, hold up, hold up)
I just texted I'm like, "Babe you got me fiendin'" (I'm like damn, baby)
This a Lamb truck girl check out the stolen wheel
Hit the gear turbo engine brodie gettin' out of here
I might pull another caper and I scratch the yeah

The block got hot, bitch I'm lit as hell (bitch, I'm lit as hell)
I woke up today and put on YSL
Them bowls don't look right I put it on the scale (put it on the scale)
I'm fresh up out of county I'm too rich for jail (I'm too fuckin' rich)
Louis kicks, I never wear the same pair (nope)
I'm surrounded by these killers, all these millionaires (all this rich niggas)
My big brother play with Pyrex, Bobby Fishscale, uh
Bae, the condom slipped off, I think it's still in there (I think I left it in there)
It's a bad bitch party, no you can't get in there (can't get in, bitch)

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Writer(s): Jack Richard Thierer, Levin Buhtz, Nehemiah Harden, Yohan Soares