[Chorus]
Headshot, make a n***a body rock
Runnin' from like thirty cops
I'ma stop, misdemeanor in my socks
Matter fact, bitch, I'm out, man, I got a better route
Bad bitch talkin' slick, that mean she got a better mouth (Shee—)

[Verse]
Nowadays I stick and move
No, I cannot trust these dudes
I don't ever fuckin' lose
Can teach you how to fuck in twos
I'll get you killed, by the n***a that's right under you
Not the one in front of you
Talkin' 'bout that other dude
Count up right in front of you
Blew up like a innertube, now she tryna fuck with me
Told this bitch, "I been the move," diamonds in my other teeth
Took that bitch right to the moon, fucked her in my bucket sеats
Uh-uh, ain't no touchin' me, nobody as bad as me
No, they can't еxplain it with no science or anatomy
No, these n***as not as half as me and I'm not half a athlete
I cannot imagine all this money I made off half a piece
These n***as surprised that I got n***as that's gon' blast for me
My n***as they steppin', look like they got Micheal Jackson feet
I said, my bitch she so bad you probably thought it was the ass for me
Smokin' on this gas and I can say it's just a pack for me (Woah)
Yeah, I'm unusual, yeah, come through slidin' at your funeral
We done put a hole in him bigger than a hula hoop
Made him hit the shoulder, lookin' like he doin' Uzi moves, oh my God
I done rolled my eyes when I went into the bank, because I made another million and I couldn't even think
Can't even beef with these n***as 'cause I don't even eat no steak
Pescatarian, so I be like, "My shit don't stink"
When my bitch outside, yeah, my bitch don't blink
When my bitch outside, yeah, my bitch look straight
Man, I nutted in your bitch and I prayed for a blank
(Prayed to the block, now my pink ring on Saint)
Said I got more money than your man (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hundred-twenty racks, when the money start to stand up
Just from that statement, then she let me fuck on camera
(She let you fuck on camera?)
I just want the dandruff
[Chorus]
Headshot, make a n***a body rock
Runnin' from like thirty cops
I'ma stop, misdemeanor in my socks
Matter fact, bitch, I'm out, man, I got a better route
Bad bitch talkin' slick, that mean she got a better mouth (Shee—)
Headshot, make a n***a body rock
Runnin' from like thirty cops
I'ma stop, misdemeanor in my socks
Matter fact, bitch, I'm out, man, I got a better route
Bad bitch talkin' slick, that mean she got a better mouth (Shee—)