Lyrics F**k a Bot - Since99

Yeah, yeah

It's cool if you talk all that shit about me
At the end of the day, I'm just gonna be richer
These pussies be talkin' that shit on the TL
They callin' me Greg and they callin' me Richard
Watch how I pull up on you in a Fisker
Schemin' a plot in a box and a whisker
Feel like I'm Summrs

I had to go kick her up out of my crib, let me hit up her sister
Your ho' is just sucking up three different rappers
She ain't calling back and you're still gonna kiss her
I had to leave Tulsa, ain't fuckin' with twisters
He talkin' real crazy, get popped like a blister
I walk in the bank and I grab my deposit
They callin' me sir and they callin' me mister
That pussy boy flexin' like he just got flown out, huh
He act like a ho'
Sayin' I'm wack, but he stay in the damn house, huh
Go make some dough
Up in his bio, get got him a SoundCloud link
It's trash, I already know
Get out my face if you're snortin' that snow
Feelin' like ten, I'ma put 'em on go

Ain't talkin' jack and I'm sippin' on both
Shoot 'em like packs and I pour me a fo'
When I'm in the DMV, they sayin' mo'
Countin' up green and I'm stackin' up mo
You've been goin' through it, no Tony Shhnow
They said he be cappin', hatin' on the low
Like Tecca, I got high so I don't even know
He said he got money he don't even show
He said he got money he don't even show
He gon' walk in Old Navy and then he gon' blow it (Ricky)

It's cool if you talk all that shit about me
At the end of the day, I'm just gonna be richer
These pussies be talkin' that shit on the TL
They callin' me Greg and they callin' me Richard
Watch how I pull up on you in a Fisker
Schemin' a plot in a box and a whisker
Feel like I'm Summrs

I had to go kick her up out of my crib, let me hit up her sister
Your ho' is just sucking up three different rappers
She ain't calling back and you're still gonna kiss her
I had to leave Tulsa, ain't fuckin' with twisters
He talkin' real crazy, get popped like a blister
I walk in the bank and I grab my deposit,
They callin' me sir and they callin' me mister
That pussy boy flexin' like he just got flown out, huh
He act like a ho'
Sayin' I'm wack, but he stay in the damn house, huh
Go make some dough
Up in his bio, he got him a SoundCloud link
It's trash, I already know
Get out my face if you're snortin' that snow
Feelin' like ten, I'ma put 'em on go