Feb 14

Ladies and gentlemen All that lil' slick shit, all that lil' fake ass shit When I be readin' that shit, man Y'all don't really fuck with me, ayy, ayy, ayy You don't really fuck with me So stop actin' like you fuck with me 'Cause I ain't gon' act like I fuck with you And put that shit on blast Ayy Verse Ayy, you don't really fuck with me, so you could just cut it out I see you know I peep what you all about You ain't fuckin' over me, I rather fuck your mouth You just wanna roll with me and soak up all my clout Gettin' tried of niggas reachin' out and tryna talk So much flavor, all these haters keep on droppin' salt Ooh, I fuck with that I ain't even write it down, Red Skelton Laugh out loud, uh, clown, uh uh I ain't never go through no heart surgery uh, yuh, yuh 'Cause I can't see no lil' hoe hurtin' me ayy, ayy But I done broke some hearts, ask my clergy, B ayy, ayy I'm like how the fuck this nigga in front of me ayy, ayy I'm like what the fuck, this nigga been watchin' me Like how this nigga sittin' here tellin' me about me Antoneisha say I was fightin' in my dream ayy That lil' bih Chelsea say I'm fightin' in my sleep yuh, yuh Got three angels on my team fightin' demons Lil' bih, nigga, I kill, stealin', I be cheatin' yeah, nah, nah Ain't no grim, yeah, but I be reapin' ayy, yuh Ayy, it's Valentine's Day, but I'm Halloweenin' yuh I spin, bend, merry-go-round Even when I'm married, nigga, I'm hoein' around I don't believe in karma, that shit is flaw 'Cause I done let out rounds, and it come back around yeah Identity theft yeah, yeah, skrr, skrr That's my occupation, I love to pop checks identity theft I was the first in the ring, a Rolls Royce in my projects yeah, ooh, ooh Don't get me wrong, I love myself, but I love identity theft ayy, ayy They ask me what's my hobby, bitch, identity theft I be runnin' up that money, gotta take a deep breath I know what's up, I keep my ear to the streets like I'm a elf Fuck it, I'm writin' now, iPhone 7S No, I ain't like you Internet clowns, this a real bulletproof vest I'm conditioned to the streets, grew up to the streets I done grew up 'fore I ever went through puberty I just gave a fool that business with that foolery Start jackin' niggas and whackin' niggas, first I was snatchin' jewelry I bag a nigga like groceries Watch how you approachin' me Fuck you, hoe, you could leave, ain't no emotions to me Drop a hoe like a 14 I'm posted up, Dope Boy Ree's I gave my heart to the streets But I got a soft spot for my old G Outro HBK, heartbreak kid, February 14 yeah HBK, Heart Break Kodak, February 14 yeah Touch everybody 'round the country, February 14 Yeah, I'm lovin', and I'm thuggin', February 14 On that coffee and that cocoa, I ain't on codeine I ain't been on no lean, February 14 Yeah, my trigger finger itchin', you would think I'm a dope fiend February 14, yeah, this February 14 ayy