Lyrics
I don't wanna talk now
This ain't what I wanted
But I realized you a thot now
I've been making money and your boy about to drop now
You said that you love me
Like, baby can you show how
Baby can you show now
Baby it's a show down
I just got a private jet and baby I flew out of town
Really wanted beef, well I guess it's gonna go down
Choppa, bullets, yea it's finna hit you, you gon go down
I hope that you know now
Baby it's a showdown
Baby it's a showdown
Baby it's a showdown
Baby it's a showdown
1, 2, 3, 4
We come knocking at your door
Bullets finna hit your core
Make you fall down to the floor
You finna pray to the lords
R.I.P his soul but he came back and he wanted more
Bullets, they don't leave a sore
Jail will make you end up poor
But we was homies way before
Bullets finna end up in your skin like a sword
I've been making money, yea finna get a bag
I got bands on top of bands, yea you know I'm flipping stacks
I don't rap anymore cuz y'all just saying it's cap
And whatever I say, remember it's always facts
I don't wanna talk now
This ain't what I wanted
But I realized you a thot now
I've been making money and your boy about to drop now
You said that you love me
Like, baby can you show how
Baby can you show now
Baby it's a show down
I just got a private jet and baby I flew out of town
Really wanted beef, well I guess it's gonna go down
Choppa, bullets, yea it's finna hit you, you gon go down
I hope that you know now