

Prompt / Lyrics
Is you bout it cause I'm really bout it You thinking I'm broke shit Boy I really got it You can't get a bag going against the grain And Shit don't really hurt you dog when you express the pain I'm to much to touch hot like some fire flames Hot shit through the city bitch I keep em boiling Shawty making plans for me yeah she love to spoil me Calling my phone talking bout she in love She tried to air tag a g wanna see where I was So can I be yo man Hell nall hoe Want me to blow some bands Hell nall hoe Is it official where we stand Hell nall hoe bitch hell nall hoe hell nall I can't trust you bitch cause you two timing Running yo mouth about my business I'ma flat line ya All day every day bitch I stand ten So bitch I don't trust you or your dusty ass friends You used to be hot shit till you fucked my ken Now you just a thot bitch wit low dividends I'm a upper echelon bitch they treat me like royalty Reason I quit fucking wit you cause you don't have no loyalty Bitch I'm all in I know you hate it when you see me cause I'm ballin All do be on yo knees you used to crawlin It ain't no pressure round these parts in never falling so hoe quit callin So can I be your man Hell nall hoe Want me to blow some bands Hell nall hoe Is it official where we stand Hell nall hoe bitch hell nall hoe hell nall All that yappin that you do I ain't finna hear shit Get your over night bag get to packing real quick Creepin all in the house trying to go in my shit Might as well end it now let's gon and get it over wit So can I be your man Hell nall hoe Want me to blow some bands Hell nall hoe Is it official where we stand Hell nall hoe bitch hell nall hoe hell nall
Tags
Rap
1:38
No
1/24/2026