Songtexte
No
weapons
gon
prosper
up
against
me
Bitch
I'm
heaven
sent
Hustler
of
the
game,
I
be
working
gotta
pay
the
rent
My
eyes
low
but
bitch
I'm
super
focused,
I
can't
slip
again
Some
niggas
did
me
dirty
had
to
cut
em
off
can't
make
amends
Might
go
psycho
on
a
nigga
If
he
push
me
to
the
edge
I
been
working
on
my
anger
I
ain't
tryna
make
a
mess
This
Givenchy
on
my
collar
Fear
of
God
is
on
my
leg
Fuck
that
bitch
can't
live
no
ho
Only
focused
on
the
bread
Can't
trust
niggas,
when
I'm
on
a
mission
I
be
too
addicted
I
be
fucking
niggas
bitches
They
be
granting
all
my
wishes
Told
this
bitch
I
do
not
love
her
Broke
her
heart,
she
was
smitten
Whip
re-rock
up
In
the
kitchen
With
my
niggas
moving
vicious
(Hey,
hey)
Hey
hey
hey
Bitch
I'm
feeling
great
I've
been
make
plays
While
I'm
dodging
Jakes
Smoke
this
gas
ugh
Take
me
outer
space
Stepping
on
haters
Got
to
make
them
feel
a
way
Too
turnt
up
I
can't
pipe
down
Drop
the
top
on
the
new
whip,
we
skirting
by
Too
the
roof,
from
the
floor
We
stack
the
bread
Chase
a
bag,
I
told
my
mom
i'm
gonna
be
rich
Bitch
I'm
in
my
bag
I've
been
plotting
on
my
goals
i'm
gonna
attack
them
Like
the
ass
on
this
bad
bitch
we
finna
smack
it
Rather
hang
out
by
myself
can't
fuck
with
rats
No
weapons
gon
prosper
up
against
me
Bitch
I'm
heaven
sent
Hustler
of
the
game,
I
be
working
gotta
pay
the
rent
My
eyes
low
but
bitch
I'm
super
focused,
I
can't
slip
again
Some
niggas
did
me
dirty
had
to
cut
em
off
can't
make
amends
Might
go
psycho
on
a
nigga
If
he
push
me
to
the
edge
I
been
working
on
my
anger
I
ain't
tryna
make
a
mess
This
Givenchy
on
my
collar
Fear
of
God
is
on
my
leg
Fuck
that
bitch
can't
live
no
ho
Only
focused
on
the
bread
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