Dearfield

Lookin' at my lil' boy, my firstborn

And then my daughter came in print form

Bringin' this money home, I gotta perform

In this cold world, I swear to keep you so warm

I'm livin' up, ain't in no form

I told 'em don't even slide until I'm on tour

I hate to see you cry, I told you no more

I keep buyin' you Dior because I adore you

Fuck you from the back, I had your butt sore

If me ain't tryna fuck, then what you come for?

If you know me, you know you owe me, you gotta come for it

You takin' food from my family, so nigga, fuck you

Play with my name, I swear the gang gon' call up Bruins

I don't wanna see no crackers rushin' through the front door

Just me and you, negative two, I'm baby plus four

Might catch a nigga out his boundary, I'ma up score him

Like this taco meat, I'm sellin' raw and soft

Nigga steal from me, I'm tryna cut his hand off

That nigga dumb, he met the plug and then he ran off

You really eat for real, then nigga, let the bread talk

My money where my mouth is, so what you sayin', dawg?

Remember strugglin' in the 'jects, nigga, Red Cross

Snipe a nigga with a pistol, got a beam, you see that red cross

Can't no bitches say I'm late when I let that lead off

Let me eat your pizza if it's good, I buy you CC

He carry cut dish ice, he gettin' deep freeze

If you a O.B., we killin' out of bounds

And when I'm O.C., I don't link with out-of-towners

She wasn't lookin' for no love, but I found her

These niggas only be some killers on the browser

I ain't never need a stepdad, I got my own feet

I don't want you to do nothin', baby, don't breathe

I don't want you to go nowhere, baby, don't leave

I better not catch you goin' outside, 'mo three

On that pressure, nigga, bring your nigga and show me

Odell Beckham, only time we spell O.B

Nigga tryna claim my body like they did somethin'

Y'all been beefin' since forever, y'all ain't did nothin'

Ain't nothin' happen to that boy 'til we got into it

I swear to God these niggas gay, these niggas foxy boys

I need an M5, I ain't talkin' 'bout the gun, uh, yeah

Bitches through, is you finished? 'Cause we done, uh, yeah

And before you go, I gotta make you cum, uh, yeah