Bottom Boy

I want a bad bitch, get her foreigns, we whipping
It's hard to stay humble, I came up from nothing
You pillow talk with these bitches, I lay up
Whenever I pull up, she know that I'm dunking
He cross me, he bleeding, don't wanna get even
Don't wanna get even, I'm whipping percussion
They tried to drag me down when I was down
Now I'm all in the mix, the topic of discussion

Can't bring my weapon for nothing
If I show this bitch, then I'm dumping
Ain't got time for flexing or stunting
She did me wrong, but she crying
Bitch, what is you on?
Better go take the depressants or something
He want some smoke 'cause a nigga put dick in his bitch
Man, this broke boy depressing or something
Two months since I be from Cedar to Modani
He want a problem? Address it or something
My bitch be the baddest bitch with me
I still go back to the city, get back to the city
I made some racks in the city, still making racks in the city
My car came as fast as can get it
Bro smack the pack when I get it
I never been selfish or stingy
My bro rocking Gucci and Fendi
You say you love me, but you never show it
I wanna know who really with me
Brand new Hemi, they gon' hear when I'm coming
.40 loud, know they gon' hear when I'm dumping
Treat the bitch like I can't hear her or something
These niggas must think imma fear 'em or something
Niggas must think I'ma fear 'em or something
Niggas must think I'ma fear 'em or something
Niggas must think I'ma fear 'em or something
These niggas must think I'ma fear 'em or something

I want a bad bitch, get her foreigns, we whipping
It's hard to stay humble, I came up from nothing
You pillow talk with these bitches, I lay up
Whenever I pull up, she know that I'm dunking
He cross me, he bleeding, don't wanna get even
Don't wanna get even, I'm whipping percussion
They tried to drag me down when I was down
Now I'm all in the mix, the topic of discussion

She get whatever she want
I get whatever she don't, my bitch got it wrong
She hate when I be in a ton of groupie bitches
And be talking 'bout thots in my songs
She know when I be in it, make a movie in it
If we start, we ain't stopping for long
I pray to God, I hope that I don't lose it in it
If I start I ain't stopping [?]
Keep my .23, I'm feeling like Jordan
I came up, I'm feeling important
They don't know a bit of my story
They try to doubt me and extort me
I had to hit some robberies in [?]
Had a .380 'fore I had the .40
Running 'round bad as fuck with this lil' shorty
And had the new shoes or the new clothes
Bro'll kill a nigga for some Jordans

I want a bad bitch, get her foreigns, we whipping
It's hard to stay humble, I came up from nothing
You pillow talk with these bitches, I lay up
Whenever I pull up, she know that I'm dunking
He cross me, he bleeding, don't wanna get even
Don't wanna get even, I'm whipping percussion
They tried to drag me down when I was down
Now I'm all in the mix, the topic of discussion