CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Punch Me In, Pt. 4
I got 20 on my beat, b*t*h (Lil' b*t*h)
Uh, f**k a n***a, f**k a n***a (I got 20 on my beat, huh?)
F**k a n***a (4X, 4X, gang)
Uh, uh, uh (4 Way, you get this sh*t the Glo way), uh
F**k a n***a and his clique too (F**k a n***a and his clique)
We beat a n***a drunk or draw down, that's how my clique move, uh, uh (Huh? Come here)
I got millions on my mental (Cash)
I just signed a deal, I'll still slide in a rental (Uh, uh, uh, bow)
Uh, diss who? (Huh?)
N***a diss me, we gon' make your family miss you (Poof)
Thought I was a referee, Lil Stunna too official
Lil' thot can suck and f**k but no, I won't kiss you (Thot, thot)
Uh, I won't miss you (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Yeah, I won't leave the house without my pistol (I won't)
Go back and forth with the rappin'
My lil' n***as gon' get you, uh (Get him outta here)
Try and flip you, they blitz you
I bet you wish you wouldn't got into this sh*t (Come here, huh?)
When they at your door like the rent due, yeah (Bow-bow-bow)
I can't spoil a b*t*h food (Uh)
I get it back and cash out at the mall
Spent three racks on a fit, ooh (Yuh)
F**k it, I might buy a glick too (Uh, uh)
I ain't nothin' like these friendly-a** rappers
I'm not with you, I'm against you (F**k)
Overlap 'em, I'm fin' to (Yeah)
My punchlines hit like the stick move (Yeah)
She wanna f**k, she get hit with the spin move (Huh?)
B*t*h, give me your mouth, your dental (Thot, thot)
She suck the d**k 'til I'm finished (Yeah)
Uh, she suckin' me in minutes (Uh)
I cannot hate 'cause I get cake
He want a verse, I need 10K (Ha)
Cash, I ran through plenty
Rich youngin, I come turn up in your city for a twenty
Ooh, I got on my beat, 20, Glock .23 hold .22
Don't tell me what you finna do (F**k)
Go with your move, we do a n***a pitiful (Yeah)
I ain't tryna talk with my revenue
F**k n***a can't come to my avenue (Gang)
I'm on a roll, I'm travelin'
Two gigs one night, that's a bag or two
That get spent on designer shoes, uh (Uh)
And designer sh*t, rockstar my feet
Balenciaga kicks (Uh)
A in for my bros what I'm tryna get (Huh?)
Then a n***a got rich, y'all punched me in
Hang with the opps, you one of them
Play with this sh*t and we up on them
Four times, they know not to f**k with them (Four times)
Uh, they like, "Stunna, where the f**k your mixtape?"
Hol' up, n***a (Get off my d**k)
I'm finna f**k yo' b*t*h face (Yo' b*t*h, n***a)
I'ma drop that sh*t when I want to, b*t*h, wait (Huh, huh?)
He a whole dub, eat him up, he a fish plate (Come here)
Pops shoulda used a rubber, n***a, you a mistake (Pu**y)
Punch me in, call me Mister One Take (Punch me in)
She get off work, eat that d**k up for lunch break (Thot)
I don't give a f**k what they gon' say, n***a
Play it, get sent up like blessings on a Sunday, huh?
Uh, f**k a n***a, f**k a n***a (I got 20 on my beat, huh?)
F**k a n***a (4X, 4X, gang)
Uh, uh, uh (4 Way, you get this sh*t the Glo way), uh
F**k a n***a and his clique too (F**k a n***a and his clique)
We beat a n***a drunk or draw down, that's how my clique move, uh, uh (Huh? Come here)
I got millions on my mental (Cash)
I just signed a deal, I'll still slide in a rental (Uh, uh, uh, bow)
Uh, diss who? (Huh?)
N***a diss me, we gon' make your family miss you (Poof)
Thought I was a referee, Lil Stunna too official
Lil' thot can suck and f**k but no, I won't kiss you (Thot, thot)
Uh, I won't miss you (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Yeah, I won't leave the house without my pistol (I won't)
Go back and forth with the rappin'
My lil' n***as gon' get you, uh (Get him outta here)
Try and flip you, they blitz you
I bet you wish you wouldn't got into this sh*t (Come here, huh?)
When they at your door like the rent due, yeah (Bow-bow-bow)
I can't spoil a b*t*h food (Uh)
I get it back and cash out at the mall
Spent three racks on a fit, ooh (Yuh)
F**k it, I might buy a glick too (Uh, uh)
I ain't nothin' like these friendly-a** rappers
I'm not with you, I'm against you (F**k)
Overlap 'em, I'm fin' to (Yeah)
My punchlines hit like the stick move (Yeah)
She wanna f**k, she get hit with the spin move (Huh?)
B*t*h, give me your mouth, your dental (Thot, thot)
She suck the d**k 'til I'm finished (Yeah)
Uh, she suckin' me in minutes (Uh)
I cannot hate 'cause I get cake
He want a verse, I need 10K (Ha)
Cash, I ran through plenty
Rich youngin, I come turn up in your city for a twenty
Ooh, I got on my beat, 20, Glock .23 hold .22
Don't tell me what you finna do (F**k)
Go with your move, we do a n***a pitiful (Yeah)
I ain't tryna talk with my revenue
F**k n***a can't come to my avenue (Gang)
I'm on a roll, I'm travelin'
Two gigs one night, that's a bag or two
That get spent on designer shoes, uh (Uh)
And designer sh*t, rockstar my feet
Balenciaga kicks (Uh)
A in for my bros what I'm tryna get (Huh?)
Then a n***a got rich, y'all punched me in
Hang with the opps, you one of them
Play with this sh*t and we up on them
Four times, they know not to f**k with them (Four times)
Uh, they like, "Stunna, where the f**k your mixtape?"
Hol' up, n***a (Get off my d**k)
I'm finna f**k yo' b*t*h face (Yo' b*t*h, n***a)
I'ma drop that sh*t when I want to, b*t*h, wait (Huh, huh?)
He a whole dub, eat him up, he a fish plate (Come here)
Pops shoulda used a rubber, n***a, you a mistake (Pu**y)
Punch me in, call me Mister One Take (Punch me in)
She get off work, eat that d**k up for lunch break (Thot)
I don't give a f**k what they gon' say, n***a
Play it, get sent up like blessings on a Sunday, huh?
