Fuck outta here, No bet
See the girls back home like Now call me Hag and Daaz 'cause I got ice I got in my car cherry, Remy Ma ready And not to contradict my See I don't really to play the bar heavy
I'ma pothead, so even if my not red I got an enemy that's not dead Oh, you a hothead, I'll leave your hot You know, I got when you see that red dot
And I'm dead nice, these bitches dead not My chain Flinstone, bracelet And when I'm not in Miami, hot like Miami I got twin glocks 'em cotton and candy
I got cousins that get it named Tequila and Brandy I spent like 10 thousand shoppin' for panties Know these bitches can't me, catch me hoppin' out that Cadi Shawty gased up 'cause I'm frontin' and I'm him daddy
If he ain't a then I'm like no bet chill If he keep it hood, I'm like no bet chill If he ain't actin' right, if he ain't packin' 9 inches Then I'm like, yeah right, no bet
If he ain't gettin' dough then I'm like no bet He don't want me to smoke and like no bet He tying stupid shit I'm a groupie bitch Then I'm gon' flip right, no bet chill
Homie, I ain't 'cause you dropped 450 on a New Jersey I dropped 450 on a crib in New jersey But I'm from South Bronx, muthafucka, you me I can tell you a 'cause you get up to early
You actin', askin' who's really bitch I know a when I see it you ain't really that sick I spit blown, you a mile cold I'm 21 years young, bitch wild old
Can tell you in your 40s like you 40 Got like 4 kids and be somebody's shawty, stop You really to lay off the cock bitches Bacardi Breezers and I'm Remy on the rocks
Watch and I ain't talkin' 'bout a or a watch I'm sum Joey crack shit, I'm 'bout to get a match And you know the summer comin' I can use drop Got the ghetto but I got a lil' pop, pop
If he ain't a nigga then I'm no bet chill If he keep it hood, I'm like no bet chill If he ain't actin' right or if he ain't packin' 9 inches Then I'm like, yeah right, no bet
If he ain't dough then I'm like no bet chill He want me to smoke and I'm like no bet chill He tying stupid like I'm a groupie bitch I'm gon' flip yeah right, no bet chill
See I know how to and I'm nice on the mic And I know how to 'cause I'm nice on them bikes And not for nothin', I'm the type to See I can cook and clean but I like to
I had this shawty like to bite I called 'em Iron it to Jack Frost 'cause he started buyin' ice If I'm lyin', I'm flyin', catch me cryin' You'd I was down with the clipse the way I be grindin'
See a lot of is sick but I'm the sickest one I got 99 problems but a dick one I got 99 guns and I ain't done Until this day I that I could bring back Pun
Yeah, I you can't take it, kid See, it wears the pants in relationship But you gotta love me 'cause I'm so When bitches try to hate 'em, no bet chill
If he ain't a nigga then I'm like no bet If he don't it hood, I'm like no bet chill If he ain't actin' right or if he ain't like 9 inches Then I'm like, yeah right, no bet
If he gettin' dough then I'm like no bet chill He don't me to smoke and I'm like no bet chill He tying shit like I'm a groupie bitch Then I'm flip, yeah right, no bet chill
What do you mean do I you? Of course I love you , I love all of Yeah, Larsen, I got my chills be for real