(Yo Tre, pour me the fuck up, yeah?)
(Tre Trax, I think we got one, haha)
Blah, blah, blah
You talkin' all that shit but you don't wanna motherfuckin' fight
I got my nails on but I still bang a bitch
(It's Trax season bruh)
Bitch, bang, bang, bang, what you gon' do? (Bang, bang)
I'm wit' the gang, gang, gang, bitch we comin' through (Gang, gang)
You tough in the comments, I'm right here, what you sayin'?
You tough in the tweets, ain't shit sweet, I ain't playin' (Nah)
Bitch, bang, bang, bang, what you gon' do? (Bang, bang)
I'm wit' the gang, gang, gang, bitch we comin' through (Gang, gang)
You tough in the comments, I'm right here, what you sayin'?
You tough in the tweets, ain't shit sweet, I ain't playin'
I'll lean a bitch, got the ho doin' a limbo (Hoo)
Two piece I slice a bitch like my name was Kimbo
I don't play with blasters bitch, you better watch your kids ho
The truth hurts sis like my name was Lizzo
Puff, puff, pass, you do not want the smoke
I might smile, I might laugh but this shit ain't a joke (For real)
Bitch, don't get popped 'cause you tryna poke
Don't want your folks in all black? I advise you stay woke
I want a single-file line and a bitch better stay in they lane
This ain't no competition, Mulatto already won the rap game
And I'm still sittin' on money that I had 'fore the fame
You bustin' shots but what's the point of bustin' at a bitch with no aim?
Bitch, bang, bang, bang, what you gon' do? (Bang, bang)
I'm wit' the gang, gang, gang, bitch we comin' through (Gang, gang)
You tough in the comments, I'm right here, what you sayin'?
You tough in the tweets, ain't shit sweet, I ain't playin' (You don't want no smoke bitch)
Bitch, bang, bang, bang, what you gon' do? (Bang, bang)
I'm wit' the gang, gang, gang, bitch we comin' through (Gang, gang)
You tough in the comments, I'm right here, what you sayin'?
You tough in the tweets, ain't shit sweet, I ain't playin'
Oh, you don't like me bitch? Well that's just too bad
Why you want beef sis? 'Cause bitch, I want cash
All you bitches bombs miss (Bomb), y'all goin' out sad
All you bitches my sons but I don't wanna be a dad (Nicki)
Now that's word to Nicki, a kiss but no hickey, pay homage and go take a seat
On a scale, one to ten, I'm always gon' win, you bitches can never compete
All I do is win, ??? knock you out of your ???
No Dwayne, no Wade, they throwin' this shade but a bitch still be breakin' the heat (Miami)
High mileage on these hoes 'cause these bitches burnt out
Go through the crowd with a blindfold, I'm a bitch with no doubts
I'm Mike Tyson in the booth (Bang), bitch now that's a knockout
I'm comin' through, shake the room, bitch, you better watch out
Bitch, bang, bang, bang, what you gon' do? (Bang, bang)
I'm wit' the gang, gang, gang, bitch we comin' through (Gang, gang)
You tough in the comments, I'm right here, what you sayin'?
You tough in the tweets, ain't shit sweet, I ain't playin' (Nah)
Bitch, bang, bang, bang, what you gon' do? (Bang, bang)
I'm wit' the gang, gang, gang, bitch we comin' through (Gang, gang)
You tough in the comments, I'm right here, what you sayin'?
You tough in the tweets, ain't shit sweet, I ain't playin' (Nah)
One internet bitch, two internet bitch, three internet bitch
That's all y'all hoes do is talk shit on motherfuckin' line
But how about when I'm in your motherfuckin' face bitch? I'm your worst motherfuckin' nightmare
Stop playin' with me you pussy ass hoes and you pussy ass nigga
Piss poor pie ass motherfuckin' hoes
Saucy Santana in this bitch, bang, bang, bang
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