How TF? (feat. Prince Papi)

How the fuck you don't like me but need me

How the fuck, ****

Why the fuck you ain't slide when you see me

Why the fuck, ****

Why the fuck you don't like me?

Why the fuck you ain't slide or you ain't tried me?

Why the fuck, ****

How the fuck we got beef?

But you ain't got sticks and you ain't got blicks

You do it for clout, I come from the streets, ****

I kept it cute for **** that envy me

I kept it real with ****

When I should've snaked hoes from beginning g

I could've robbed ****

I could've killed dude if I wanted to

Bitch I got the scoop on you

Informants all in your crew

Why the fuck you always cappin, lil ****

You say you got plans, but you got a printer

And you always lackin', lil' ****

How the fuck you talkin' shit

I be so confused

I don't have the clues

Cause you like bro spit on you, in front of your trick

That clown ass individual, How

I'm the top pick and the topic

They say they keep cool, but it's not it

So we gon' stay rude, till they got it

You can't spot is opp, cause I shot it

I make shit shake

You use me for clickbait

And I think it's weird when you curve a bitch, and got a beef, cause you didn't get ya dick ate

Why they hatin'

How the fuck

He thought I was scared

He thought I would fold

He tried his luck

Bitch, how he make it

If I catch him out, I'ma take it

It ain't never squashed

I ain't fakin' it

I'm his main opp

On snake shit

I'm from the east side of the Lou boy

They say I'm a fool, boy

I pop shit, hit licks, yeah, and I keep tools, boy

Switch sticks, big clips, huge tips or that back end

You slide down or you cappin'

I'm speakin' facts, not rappin'

(Prince Papi)

I'm speakin' facts, but I'm rappin'

I call him Daniel, son

That booty he waxin'

Whoa

Mix that Tito with Daniels

Call that a Jackson

My brother got five boys

He make them sing like the Jacksons

Watch how I do this shit, bitch

Watch how Prince get the party lit

They think I'm on dog food

The way I be snappin'

They think I'm all dog food

The way I be snappin''

Don't be on that clout shit, bitch

I'm the attraction

I walk by, & that booty be clapping

Sissy flow, so cold, oh no

They think I'm from Aspen

I do not go by Kehlani

But I am a beautiful distraction

Uh, what the fuck

Ain't got no money, how the fuck

It's too many ways to get a bag

Booty look like D-Lo thick as fuck

Yeah, I'm back to dogin these ****

Uh, I got my bark back

3.5, in the wood

Ooh, this is that dog snack

How the fuck I keep shittin' on bitches

How the fuck I get in no admission

I do what I want, no permission

I'm so raw, I'm so fuckin' delicious

Ooh, he hit this ass with precision

I'm the one, ain't no other position

Oh, I'm only gonna say it one time

You bitches get no repetition

These **** are no competition

I'ma keep fuckin' these beats

I'ma keep switchin' positions

Oh, I'ma keep countin' these digits

They go low, I go to hell, make them feel it

Uh, I give them no recognition

So, why the fuck I get mentioned

Keep my name out your business

Gangster in a skirt

But I still hang with some killers

Wolf packin' and they lookin' like dinner

Mm, it's a shootout, it's a sticker

We never act right off the liquor

I be in the gym, ass gettin' thicker and thicker

Bank account gettin' thicker and thicker

Hatin' bitches, gettin' sicker and sicker