Affiliated (feat. Asian Doll)

B**ch watch yo mouth, don’t want no beef,

You ain’t affiliated (hell nah)

Ain’t getting no money, ain’t talking that bag,

Then we can’t do relations (relations)

I went to sleep and woke up rich,

I had to chase the paper (bands)

I’m taking spots what it cost,

Can’t do no b**ch no fucking favors

These b**ches be dumb, these b**ches not affiliated (yeah)

Hundred on my drum, my n**gas all affiliated (gang)

These girls my sons,

I made that ho ain’t got no apron (b**ch)

On sight don’t run,

I’m sorry this how savage raised me (aye)

Play if you want, try me I’ll get violated

Fuck that charge, and fuck them cases

I hit first, ain’t got no patience

Gimmie mine, b**ch I ain’t waiting

This life real, no time for faking

It’s in my blood, the streets that’s where I graduated

When I go on tour, my shit sold out,

I’m still hood though

What you waiting for, wanna run up, wish you would though

I gotta get more, I got my pedal to the floor

Yeah I’ll mop up all you b**ches,

Like I’m atcha doing chores (b**ch)

B**ch watch yo mouth,

Don’t want no beef, you ain’t affiliated

Ain’t getting no money, ain’t talking that bag,

Then we can’t build relations

I went to sleep and woke up rich,

I had to chase the paper

I’m from the streets where the cops

Can’t do no b**ch no fucking favors

These b**ches be dumb, these b**ches ain't affiliated

Hundred on my drum, my b**ches all affiliated

These hoes my sons, I made that ho ain’t got no apron

On sight don’t run,

Ain’t sorry this how Boynton raised me

This how savage raised me, so I had to run my bands up

He like how I’m popping shit,

I might just hit his mans up (mans)

Haters I’m not walking with,

These b**ches they can’t stand us (what, what)

Blowing Cantaloupe,

I’m smoking dope can’t catch no cancer

Heart attack b**ches see me running shit, I’m on yo ass

No cartin' back,

Ain’t no back and front with me the doll,

Yeah cause I started that (started that b**ch)

Go against the princess out of luck,

Ain’t got no heart attached

All my b**ches ride, homicide reload the semi strap

B**ch watch yo mouth, don’t want no beef,

You ain’t affiliated (hell nah)

Ain’t getting no money,

Ain’t talking that bag,

Then we can’t build relations (relations)

I went to sleep and woke up rich,

I had to chase the paper (bands)

I’m taking spots what it cost,

Can’t do no b**ch no fucking favors

These b**ches be dumb, these b**ches not affiliated (yeah)

Hundred on my drum, my b**ches all affiliated (gang)

These hoes my sons

I made that ho ain’t got no apron (b**ch)

On sight don’t run,

Ain’t sorry this how Boynton raised me (aye)

B**ch mad she ain’t affiliated

B**ch mad. What (hahaha)

Fuck is they talking about gang in this b**ch period

Dumb ass hoe

Ha dummy, haha

Gang!