Time is ticking It's money to make I ain't got a hundred mill so I can't chill today What's real is real What's fake is fake is fake F*ck these silly dilly bitches I ain't come to play I like sandwiches pack with all the cheese Swiss, American, cheddar, dinero me If I'm playing with chips then poker face I'll write you off bitch then I'll erase La la la I like hooka filled with all that ganja ja ja Da da da already got a son Wanna be my daughter Bitch it's jumping Yea it's jumping Give you bitches a spark If you need your engine cracked I can pull up and park Never trust em never need em That's my motto cause when Times was thin pockets slim No one to call upon then But got my own work tho I got back up ho & im switching up my flow They still comparing me tho Like a ghost wrote it If murders whats she wrote Then I guess AK Told it Ha La la la I like hooka filled with all that ganja ja ja ja Yea Da da da already got a son Wanna be my daughter Bitch it's jumping Yea it's jumping Give you bitches a spark If you need your engine cracked I can pull up and park He keep shooting He might catch him a star Bad bitches like me don't come from the trailer parks Call me Rosa cause I'm sitting on my throne Aw and I'm parked Other simple bitches wouldn't even know where to start They gon say I'm wack cuz I ain't rapping bout Pussy But I kno they mad cuz I won't give up gushy Save ya self from a fall and just sit on your tushie Knocking bitches on they ass real Rap ain't no Rookie In touch with my inner god since I been on Hiatus They been talking sht so I thought I pop up hi Haters I'll be back with an update I'm still Counting up paper Ion trust to many so I'm always Strap with the Capper Ima be a bad bitch like the candy Now and Later