'Crete
It's us
I'm not the two
Stay out the mix, uh
Stay out the mix, uh
Stay out the mix, uh
Stay out the—
Which one you workin'?
All the plug fakin' ain't doin' no good, could tell that you're real life hurtin'
Mmm, he said this pussy is ox bar
But he gon' send in the cop car, gun in my boot, I'm an outlaw
Mwah, go, your bitch is immac'
The bitch is a mack, the bitch is back
Get in the whip, bitch
Get in the whip, bitch (ski)
Get in the whip, bitch
I study these rap bitches, they tell me exactly what not to do
Can't stunt on that block with you, you gotta know that I don't rock with you (okay)
I got a lil' top from dude
Then blocked the dude, then swapped the coupe out (ooh)
I dropped the roof
Overnight riches, I popped out
Bitches talk down, but won't pop out
Dissin' online, ain't that cop-out?
Rockin' some merch that you can't find
Back in the bank line, I gotta make me a withdrawl
Bitches on dick thinkin' that they can fuck with me
I think it's time for some whithdrawls
Your bitch is immac'
The bitch is a mack, the bitch is back
Get in the whip, bitch
Get in the whip, bitch
Get in the whip, bitch (what the fuck?)
Yeah, bitch, I'm ready to trick, huh, them niggas ain't standin' on shit
I'm always stylin' like a lick, no choice, we came from the bricks
Come from the low income, I got a green thumb, I'm countin' up digits
I'll fuck up a sack on titties, my bitch got faith like biggie
I never put the bank last, bitch, my name not iggy
I mean azalea, shit we doin' can't be said on a cellular
These bitches be diggers and failures
These niggas still livin' in 2016
I'm gettin' the bag by any of y'all means, man
Fuck it, I'm tryna raise hell in here
Stupid, haha
Annoyed
It's a five letter underscore
Figure it out
