Hey, check my resumé
To Bass be the glory
My dick go hard, ayy
True facts, ayy ayy
Check my clock, I can't stop
F*ck around, make my 40 pop
No Popcaan, I pop pistols
Revenge my body, clothing no issue
Makes you look sick, you [A7need a tissue
You drop a body, I just might bless you
I'm at your section, no high cholesterol
Where Jenny Craig? Bitch let's get sexual
Why the f*ck I'd ever lie?
Pussy nigga bet that pistol part of your disguise
I could see it in your eyes
Runnin' from the ɾeaper, f*ck I'm not afraid to [C7]die
Bitches creepin' on [C7]my [A]line
Got my [A]main upset, these hos I fucked and [Bm]left behind
Need at least two at a time
Moved to [C7]foreign, took it over, lost my [A]fuckin' mind
Instigatin's why I don't tɾust these bitches
Two-faced and [Bm]lame ass nigga
Gangbang for [Dm7]fame fake hitta
I ain't never seen squad wit' ya
I don't need to [C7]save ya f*ck the fake
Cop myself an ounce and [Bm]work the weight
Seen the Babylon [C7]around the way
Who the f*ck they catchin'? Not today
Ridin' 'round with sinners, flyin' on [C7]a nimbus
Spot a nigga slippin', hold on, ɾoll down the window
Low-key schemin', leave his momma screamin'
Curse these demons, lord, curse these demons
Tic them [A]with the fuckin' tac
Hit 'em [A]where it hurt, nigga make it work
I'ma make her squirt, nigga I do dirt
Nigga I'ma merc, put 'em [A]in the earth
Pay me for [Dm7]the verse, put 'em [A]in a hearse
Gotta finish first, I just did my [A]first
Protect me from my [A]curse
Bitch I put in work, spittin' with a curse
Wouldn't be [Am]the first, how much is you [A7worth?
Sell you [A7to [C7]a merch, I just wanna f*ck
I don't wanna flirt, why your feelings hurt?
Cha cha slide, all [Em]in that pussy
How you [A7doin' love? Let's go make a movie
Body lookin' good, when you [A7dress in Gucci
Love the chicken breast, bitin' on [C7]yo' booty
Ridin' 'round with sinners, flyin' on [C7]a nimbus
Spot a nigga slippin', hold on, ɾoll down the window
Low-key schemin', leave his momma screamin'
Curse these demons, lord, curse these demons