Fuck all the hype
And the advice
All of my life
I had to fight
Gshytt the realest
Ain't saying it twice
Might hit ya girl
But won't hit ya wife
I had to grind
Too many nights
Sleep in that pussy
I'm nuttin nice
I'm gettin cake
She want a slice
You ever cross me your paying the price

Fuck all the hype
And the advice
All of my life
I had to fight
Gshytt the realest
Ain't saying it twice
Might hit ya girl
But won't hit ya wife
I had to grind
Too many nights
Sleep in that pussy
I'm nuttin nice
I'm gettin cake
She want a slice
You ever cross me your paying the price


Wishing em well, blowing this L
Bring up my name, ringing a bell
You shoulda knew that we get to the Mail
Fuck with this cougar, she know Imma bail
Count up this guala cant leave em a trail
Smokin this pressure, I know it a sell
my bitches bougie
her hair and her nails
free Supa dave, shoot up the jail

Chop wit my lil one he living the life
she actin shy, but I know I'm her type
get a lil jealous, you fuckin her right
stay in ya place, back on a flight
fly thru the nights, way outta reach
I'm kickin gshytt they want me to preach
trap out the Condo her name on the lease
rack up in Louis just keep the receipt
Try me ya done, count up the ones
smoking this indoor, it fuck with my lungs
she give me top with her hair in a bun
stick on the seat, balenci my feet
niggas is jealous don't want you eat
ass gettin fat but her waist on petite
flow so unique
amongst the elite
get outta pocket or she get released

Fuck all the hype
And the advice
All of my life
I had to fight
Gshytt the realest
Ain't saying it twice
Might hit ya girl
But won't hit ya wife
I had to grind
Too many nights
Sleep in that pussy
I'm nuttin nice
I'm gettin cake
She want a slice
You ever cross me
you paying the price

Fuck all the hype
And the advice
All of my life
I had to fight
Gshytt the realest
Ain't saying it twice
Might hit ya girl
But won't hit ya wife
I had to grind
Too many nights
Sleep in that pussy
I'm nuttin nice
I'm gettin cake
She want a slice
You ever cross me
you paying the price


Fuckin these bitches in Italy
these niggas cannot get rid of me
woe want 200 a ounce
I know he gon run a route
I keep a tool in the couch
put in the work make it count
Nagalli he sent me the magic
Lotto he turning em tragic
Hoe just will not suffice
like the army we movin we precise
try to harm me you losin ya life
send my lil hittas you way too polite
eat you for dinner and move through the night
she gon fuck when the timing is right
got the yopper he wait to ignite
pussy good and her mouth gettin right

Fuckin these bitches in France
gucci be holding my pants
told her to give me a chance
something bout her she tatted she dance
told that hoe roll up the trees
I keep a trick up my sleeve
throw me the beat it's a breeze
in the trenches 100 degrees

All of my life
I had to fight
Gshytt the realest
Ain't saying it twice
Might hit ya girl
But won't hit ya wife
I had to grind
Too many nights
Sleep in that pussy
I'm nuttin nice
I'm gettin cake
She want a slice
You ever cross me
you paying the price

Fuck all the hype
And the advice
All of my life
I had to fight
Gshytt the realest
Ain't saying it twice
Might hit ya girl
But won't hit ya wife
I had to grind
Too many nights
Sleep in that pussy
I'm nuttin nice
I'm gettin cake
She want a slice
You ever cross me
you paying the price