20,000 on his head, I want that n***a dead Gotta see if my shooter sober, he be off the meds In a Rover delivering drugs and my people fed Stashed the money at auntie house, I let her keep the bed I'm so heartless, I drop a bitch off and delete the thread It's ironic, cause back in the day, she left me on read Maybe she * out cause my pockets the chandelier's I'ma just * her and make her cum until she confess Tell me what it is, tell me what it ain't She * me in the car cause she like the color of my paint And all my figures over six, n***a, I do what you can't VIP, I'm sippin' water, all my n****s smokin' dank I press a button and this bitch will get to growlin' when it crankin' They salute me all in traffic, n****s know I'm up and rankin' She gave me head inside the bathroom with my gun under the sink I took her home, I left my money, she put gas inside the tank You call that love, huh? You need a thug, huh? You wanna pop a perc and OD on the drugs, huh? Smell that YSL cologne when bitches give me hugs I got carrots in my mouth, I'm feelin' like Lola and Bugs Yes, sir Twenty thousand on his head, I want that n***a dead Gotta see if my shooter sober, he be off the meds In a Rover deliverin' drugs and my people fed Stashed the money at Auntie House, I let her keep the bed I'm so heartless, I drop a bitch off and delete the thread It's ironic, cause back in the day, she left me on read Maybe she * out cause my pockets the chandelier's I'ma just * her and make her cum until she confess Tell me what it is, tell me what it ain't She * me in the car cause she like the color of my paint And all my figures over six, n***a, I do what you can't I think I met her in New Orleans, but this bitch is not a saint My n***a scammin', takin' money from the bank I care for them, I bet my life they do the same She said she love me, but don't even know my name That's not my bitch, so I let gain and run the train Twenty thousand on his head, I want that n***a dead Gotta see if my shooter sober, he be off the meds I'm so heartless, I drop a bitch off and delete the thread It's ironic, cause back in the day, she left me on read Maybe she * out cause my pockets the chandelier's I'ma just * her and make her cum until she confess