4 Questions

Bitch, I'm slimy, it's a blessin Been gettin' money, I still like flixin
Drivin' town and askin' around the nearest bank, I need directions
Yeah, you fuck with me, but can I put this ten right in your checkin
Do you fuck with me or do I gotta ask you some more questions

You gon' hold me down when I be down and stressin
bae this drip or down, you gotta match my drown, cuz I be dressin
You gon' ride around and watch me flip these pounds, I don't like texting
All these niggas clowning, got the fakest smile, I don't respect em, nah

Ride around, cat can't catch it, nah
up blick, cuz I don't like wrestling, nah
Niggas on the block, no pressure, nah
her ass to fat, can't catch it, nah

She lame', yea I see all them flaws
She text, cuz I ignore them calls
hoe why you drop them panties, i just want jaws
You ain't my bitch, you ain't get my glock

The block still hot, still stayin' on stock
Ain't tryna drop banks, how that bitch kick rocks
Been gettin' money, still punch that clock
I been touch ten & i still ain't stopped

Won't stop slidin' till I hit that drop
I don't hang with niggas, cuz they act like cops
high off weed bitch i dont sip wock why you talk like that
Bitch, that's how I talk