I fuck ya bitch on purpose, aye I flick the wrist on purpose, aye I'm talking shit on purpose, yup Might hit a lick on purpose, yeah I fuck ya bitch on purpose, aye I flick the wrist on purpose, aye I'm talking shit on purpose, yup Might hit a lick on purpose, yeah I spilled the fifth on purpose, offering to my angels Guiding me to my purpose, steering me from the danger Tryna subdue my reckless Don't got a bucket list, Got a 24 hour checklist It changes every night, I refresh it Gotta wake up, get fresh, and get laid before the sun sets Get the number of every girl I see in a sun dress Get paid, some cash, for some pictures that I posed in Rings on my hand, my appendages looking frozen, on purpose I fuck ya bitch on purpose, aye I flick the wrist on purpose, aye I'm talking shit on purpose, yup Might hit a lick on purpose, yeah I fuck ya bitch on purpose, aye I flick the wrist on purpose, aye I'm talking shit on purpose, yup Might hit a lick on purpose, yeah My; big on purpose Ain't even have to say it Can't wear no sweatpants out the crib You know my shit be swangin' Half my songs I talk my shit The other half my songs I sang it Ain't no one on one's, dummy I'm with my brudda, like the Wayans He counted me out? Must not be good with numbers I heard pressure bust pipes, bruh, don't turn me to no plumber Fuck around and stomp the yard, you prolly ain't know I'm a drummer They gone hear the clap for miles, sunny day but it was thunder I'm just, extrapolating possibilities, how could you scare me You ain't even real to me You all ecstatic, ain't nun a big deal to me Cultivating peace and tranquility When I get my racks up, Gima gon put a grill on me Go out to eat, put everybody bill on me Keep a bad boss shawty, like Hillary Pop champagne, let it spill on me, on purpose I fuck ya bitch on purpose

Take the stars out the sky, and I throw em on my necklace Grab the Benz key, ima whip it reckless This that grown-man, lil nigga I could teach you a lesson Run this shit like a enterprise, my crib divided in sections It's just business in the front, it's a party in the back It's just business in the front, it's a party in the back It's just business in the front, it's a party in the back It's just business in the front, it's a party in the back Got the crib split up, bitch nigga pick yo wig up You thot kisser, no glock, ima split ya Big steppa, got white gold on my dresser No first impressions, everything I do impress ya With no pressure, couldn't stress, I'm too sucka free I'm undressing shorties, thank the lord, I'm living comfortably Yeah and I get headie, me and her go steady So when I pull up, she got her G-string ready It's just business in the front, it's a party in the back It's just business in the front, it's a party in the back This that grown-man, lil nigga I could teach you a lesson Run this shit like a enterprise, my crib divided in sections It's just business in the front, it's a party in the back It's just business in the front, it's a party in the back It's just business in the front, it's a party in the back It's just business in the front, it's a party in the back

You been waiting all week for this Know I'ma have both of your knees all weak from this I'll take you higher than the last, it's whole new peaks and cliffs Seeing ya body language we ain't on no speaking shit So let me spell it out Ok I'm heavy, I'm heavy She got the thing busted open Ok she ready, she ready Working you steady, I'm steady Aye I'm heavy, I'm heavy She got the thing busted open Ok she ready, she ready Working you steady, I'm steady Baby, what's ya drink of choice? Or would you rather have me in ya throat? Using ya vocal chords like you tryna lose ya voice Been waiting for you to lose ya clothes, and loosen up Only the two of us, just give me the sign, I'll get you moist But set that to the side, lemme set you down I could control yo tides, expert in them currents I won't drown Nor will I let you down Bet when ya eyes rollin back you gone feel nothing but proud And glad I finally came around And if you still aroused, we can go for round two Making you feel secure when I hold you, my arms wrapped around you While I go to town, can turn the tv volume up, but you can't mute these sounds No, you can't mute these sounds You been waiting all week for this Know I'ma have both of your knees all weak from this I'll take you higher than the last, it's whole new peaks and cliffs Seeing ya body language we ain't on no speaking shit So let me spell it out Ok I'm heavy, I'm heavy She got the thing busted open Ok she ready, she ready Working you steady, I'm steady Aye I'm heavy, I'm heavy She got the thing busted open Ok she ready, she ready Working you steady, I'm steady

I come in like step step step step, look at my Walk (Straight off the runway) hmph I need a brand new, bust-down AP, look at my Watch (Shining!) hmph I need a new piece, shoot like KD, look at my Glock (This shit don't miss) hmph I'm tryna spend ten racks on eight teeth, look at my Talk, yea, said look at my, ok, huh, come look at my Walk, hmph I need a brand new, bust-down AP, look at my Watch, hmph I need a new piece, shoot like KD, look at my Glock, hmph I'm tryna spend ten racks on eight teeth, look at my Talk, yea, said Aye, start the verse off nigga ESP a big threat (He is!) know I keep a bitch wet (He do!) If you see me like her pics, I ain't cross her off the list yet (Not yet nigga) Got the trunk rattling like '03 dipset All my bars I'm taking shots, a young nigga ain't miss yet (He ain't!) So look at my step (Ooh) look how the sun bounce of skin Baby, look at my flesh (That boy look good) Look at my chest, she tryna tag along to the gym Cause she really wanna look at my reps (It's cause I'm sexy) I do this on the daily, really they should pay me, know I'm increasing the traffic I don't take cash payments, my money plastic Ain't tryna look at no slave masters (Fuck blue faces!) That's on swipe, swipe Need an Audemars I can use as a night light Make all the hoes swipe right (I like that!) If it's fight night, know I'm squaring up, chairs is airing up Aye, and when it's time to leave, me and ya boo thang pairing up You embarrassed bruh Blame it on my confidence, my Cartier cologne, my colossal cock, huh Whatever helps you sleep at night, my sneakers and posture tight, and my walk? They all Look at my Walk (Straight off the runway), hmph I need a brand new, bust-down AP, look at my Watch (Shining!), hmph I need a new piece, shoot like KD, look at my Glock (This shit don't miss), hmph I'm tryna spend ten racks on eight teeth, look at my Talk, yea, said look at my, ok, huh, come look at my Walk, hmph I need a brand new, bust-down AP, look at my Watch, hmph I need a new piece, shoot like KD, look at my Glock, hmph I'm tryna spend ten racks on eight teeth, look at my Talk, yea, said

There ain't many souls on Earth I trust Reoccurring thoughts got me staying up till dusk So break my heart, I'll replace you Give in to lust Think death my barber, he keeping a close brush I know we'll be in touch Ain't no souls on Earth I trust Reoccurring thoughts got me staying up till dusk So break my heart, I'll replace you Give in to lust Think death my barber, he keeping a close brush I know we'll be in touch Early riser cause I hate myself soon at the day done Never feel good about my actions, even when the pay come Late at night I find myself questions all my motives Fighting exhaustion tryna find a reason to focus Eyes still bloodshot, heart still fucked up My mind been stopped, think my luck's up and out now Places there was confidence, all I'm finding is doubt now Feeling so powerless even though I got more clout now What good is joy if you can't make nobody happy? What's comedy if I hate the feeling of laughing? What's pain to me? If you get aggressive, we scrapping Put that shit to rest, and I ain't talking bout no napping, nigga There ain't many souls on Earth I trust Reoccurring thoughts got me staying up till dusk So break my heart, I'll replace you Give in to lust Think death my barber, he keeping a close brush I know we'll be in touch Ain't no souls on Earth I trust Reoccurring thoughts got me staying up till dusk So break my heart, I'll replace you Give in to lust Think death my barber, he keeping a close brush I know we'll be in touch

I'm a popstar, I don't make pop but my shit poppin I drop snippets and lil niggas start Tik Tok'ing Bad bitches come through with shopping carts They know I got big bags, got people thinking my crib Target You know who the fuck it is, it's ya boy Malachi Make all the lame niggas cry and the pretty girls shy Let's go Give me my jacket back bitch, my jacket back, bitch Give me my jacket back bitch, my jacket back, lil bitch Give me my jacket back bitch, my jacket back, bitch Give me my jacket back bitch, my jacket back, bitch You don't even really rock denim like that I spend it all, get it right back Only pay debit, no cash Ya IG going out sad People in ya comments like "why is she dressing like that?" My caesar salad got way more drip I wet the scene when I flick my wrist These ladies scream when I lick my lips And niggas seen that my shit don't miss 100%, I had crushes on hella dimes and never gave em no cents My pheromones smell like Dior, they turn to whores off my scent Won't catch me walking through no club if they ain't paying my rent Goofy, I need that check I'm a popstar, I don't make pop but my shit poppin I drop snippets and lil niggas start Tik Tok'ing Bad bitches come through with shopping carts They know I got big bags, got people thinking my crib Target Don't eat no Checkers, I make chess moves, bitch All my shit go dumb, yo music is just stupid Call up my sister, she pull up and press you, I got love for everybody in the world, except you, bitch Give me my jacket back bitch, my jacket back, bitch Give me my jacket back bitch, my jacket back, lil bitch Give me my jacket back bitch, my jacket back, bitch Give me my jacket back bitch, my jacket back, bitch