Lightskin bitch that's the only thing I need
All that shit talk probably why she think I'm mean
Wock' in a Pop that's the only thing I feen
Bad but she broke, type of shit that close the deal
Bitch ain't know so I taught her how to cheat
I'mma classy guy, bitch you better do yo' feet
When I'm in the ground, only time I'll take defeat
Pass the baton, GT, I'm takin' it
In some Black Cats, all I need is a black cat
Hoe played with me and her mom met the jack' act
Ha, dumbass bitch, fuck around and find out
Fire with the work, bringin' hell in the booth
Factual as fuck, bringin' truth to the youth
Pussy played with me and his ass lost a tooth
Ten toes alone, still roaming with a group
Want a bag, give some head
Play with me, not my bread
Bro ask too much, man, I ain't gon' lie, he a fed
Scope on this hoe, thermal vision, this a infrared
If I catch his ass talking shit I'mma cut his dreads
Fell down so much it's 'bout time that I come back
Looking at me old, got a vision that I stack plaques
Ain't gon' even lie, I'm a sipper with a six pack
Fuck you mean Wock', boy you drinking out a six pack
Back in your bed, bitch I'm back on my grind
Trustin' all I say little bitch she got a weak mind
On God she got a weak mind, fucking dumbass hoe
Fuck and I cut, I am not a time spender
That is not your car, you a certified renter
Y'all is not hard, threw the flag and surrendered
Cut all the small talk, on God I hate a venter
Lightskin and curly, shit, that's probably my type
Lightskin and curly, shit, that's probably my type
Her man ain't home, shit, I might go and slide
If we locked in, she with me 'til she die
You just lost to the Hawks, boy you a bot
Thinking that you hard but I promise you not
Mood changed quick, seen my plug at the spot
Bust in this bitch, that baby got to die
Just scammed my teacher, it's a F on her credit score
Just popped a bitch, seen her hoe momma mourn that whore
Jon Jones on these pussies, fuck a gun I'mma throw
Ain't no bordeaux in this bitch, it's some Wock' I pour
Fuck all that rap, I'm a poet on this bitch
R6 with a drone, zappin' just like I'm Twitch
Rap money, cuz', I stopped with the glitch
Tolerance zero, we gon' torture a snitch
Shitty as fuck, you can see the flies on me
Storm on the fit, you can see the fly on me
Bapes on the feet, you can see the stars on these
Higher than shit, I can hear an ant crawlin'
Asian lil' hoe, 'bout to fuck up her guts
Walked in a mall, 'bout to fuck up the stock
You is not Wayne, better not punch your bars
Twin do the work, we is not finna spar
Motion talk is not motion, stop with the cap
Laughed at her joke 'cause I'm just trying to clap
Bitch sent the lo' but we know that's a trap
Cuz' a boxer so it's shoutout to champ
Five flows on a song, think I'm the goat
24/7 in the cut at the store
Whipped out a hammer hit that boy like I'm Thor
Bitch broke as fuck, buyin' shit off of Morre
Broke bitches not my type, nah
Broke bitches not my type, bitch
You know what's my type, hold on
You know what's my type
Lightskin and curly, shit, that's probably my type
Lightskin and curly, shit, that's probably my type
Lightskin and curly, shit, that's probably my type
Lightskin and curly, shit, that's probably my type