No chip on my shoulder
I'm rockin' that mowa, my bitch's a soldier
Can't fuck with no poser, can't fuck with no poser
I bully, I dose her
She can't sit next to me, that bitch rock Fashion Nova
I'm rockin' that Mason Mason
Dare a bitch to take it, take it

I flip my wrist, it never tick
Crashin' out, I never spin
Talkin' a bin, do it again
Buss at your mans, buss at ya
Count up the money, can't sleep on the racks
Buss shit down, beat up the packs
Don't let 'em put batteries up in your back
Keep throwin' dirt like I ain't seein' that
Bleed that ho', make her put on a pad
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come (Ah, ha)
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come (Ah, ha)

I'm on all get back, I want my lick back
I want drama, tell bitches click back
This ain't a diss track, more like a warning
I don't rock that shit, hoes made it corny
She forgot what she said, okay, Miss Dory
Hoes make a new page to watch my stories
And my house four-stories, in that ho' like Cory
I could never rap boring

I flip my wrist, it never tick
Crashin' out, I never spin
Talkin' a bin, do it again
Buss at your mans, buss at ya
Count up the money, can't sleep on the racks
Buss shit down, beat up the packs
Don't let 'em put batteries up in your back
Keep throwin' dirt like I ain't seein' that
Bleed that ho', make her put on a pad
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come (Ah, ha)
Son of a gun, don't run when I come
Son of a gun, don't run when I come (Ah, ha)