Yeah, it's like
29 and I’m feelin' old, hey
40 in my mans (My man), 50 in my hand (My hand), bitches, eh
Uh, outside your apartment, nigga (Hahahaha)
I ain't no K-Mart shopper, but you’s a target, nigga (Yeah)
Young Peggy, I'm heartless, nigga (Yeah, yeah)

Too much shit on my mind (Haha)

I'mma kill you regardless, nigga (Damn)

I ain't even gon speak on that (Mhm)

I ain't even gon tweet, I'll rap (Uh-huh)

These niggas be snitchin' for nothin' (Uh)

I can’t be shit with that (Brrt)

I know these industry niggas ain’t never seen no trap (I'm not them)

Bitch, I know genuine killers and they don’t fuckin' rap (Shh)

These niggas be built like gorillas, but they can't fuckin' scrap (Nope)



I hate you niggas more than I hate myself, self



You fuck niggas touch my body

I’m shootin', don't care if you act

Get squad, I'll handle the MAC

Set niggas up like, "Mhm"

It's young Natalie Port

That girl's been right next door

You's a killer yourself, but you got no rapport

Heard you be kickin' doors

We made 'em kiss the floor, yeah



I hate you niggas more than I hate myself