Head Gone

Hold On Hardest bitch out Told that nigga he fucked up he know he dead wrong Mhm Yeah Told that nigga he fucked up He know he dead wrong Told him I would never fuck him 'cause his head gone I be rapping so fast, I fuck on him slow I make him mad, put my hands on his throat I'm really da' shit won't do this for show He be like, "Baby, you really the goat" Oh, Miss Blaze She too hot She really a problem, can't nobody stop her Told em' I'm paid, wrist be on froze Account got a stutter, my edges be laid Oh, they mad That I'm getting clout, plus I got the man, and I got the bag Bitches be mad that I'm calling them trash You know it's the truth, I only speak facts Now, I'm on the go, I'm on a road Just finished a feature, heard I got show Swear, I'm so busy, I can't keep up They say it's my pussy that's keeping him stuck I blame the tongue for keeping the cat Like a boat she wet, she cute, and she fat He carry my bags when we in the mall He be slutting me out with my head to the wall Uh Told that nigga he fucked up he know he dead wrong Say, he love a bitch to death, pick out your headstone Got him calling for the neck, that's a headphone He wanna' fuck a southern bitch, eat it like a neck bone Hold On I ride on my knees Pussy so wet like the seas Told ya' it's fat, and it's all in my genes He said "I believe you, but I need to see" i'm talking bout money, not fucking no but I'm talking bout', not fucking no bum I told you that money be making me cum I need the bass just to beat on my drum Just buy a patek for the sake of my arm Uh I'm the top dawg Bitch, you do the drop offs I'm really from the streets, so I can get ya blocked knocked off Told the bitch to pay her dues Then, told her keep it cute 'Cause it can get ugly End of discussion, you a fucking mute I pop off, I do this shit Bitches be mad ain' new to this I be dressing, impressing like this my religion Tell these hoes that i'm true to this He said your lips all trouble ain talking 'bout your mouth Told him watch out for the puddles when he headed down south I'm a bitch straight out the gutta They hid drugs up in my couch I'm a problem, you can't solve her Make your hoe figure me out I'm the nicest, and I'm nasty, super raw So, how 'bout you come wet it, let me put it in ya Told that nigga he fucked up He know he dead wrong Told him I would never fuck him 'cause his head gone I put him on game, I'm really the leader I got these hoes tryna' fuck for a feature No time for these niggas, I'm getting a bag Pussy talk money, let me see a stack