It Can Get Ugly lyrics

[Verse]
What you know about 20 in the North Face
Sliding round in the under n*gga no trace
No plates, we on the Bay Bridge
Lil Rece on the beat n*gga this a hit
Like I got a black belt, I got good kicks
White tee, Air Max, this a good fit
When I go to take a flick, show the good wrist
I don't got a million dollars but I'm hood rich
2 drop top whips thats that slight sh*t
Lately I been feeling like I don't need a b*tch
b*tch you gettin' on my nerves on some other sh*t
And you always worried 'bout another b*tch
Yeah I know I talk sh*t, I don't give a f*ck
And it's never in the truck, f*ck you thought it was
Big stick on the wop, watch it play drums
Talkin' sh*t on the text, now you actin' dumb

[Bridge]
You a b*tch and you know it, you ain't bout that
Lil n*gga f*ck around and get pimp slapped
I'm in Pleasant Hill, just collecting big trap
If she ain't got at least 8, she can keep that

[Verse]
Me and my n*ggas on the road, we at SeaTac
Everytime I touch down, hit June pack
I'm just a Frisco n*gga wit a huge strap
I'm really good in my hood I ain't gotta flex
b*tch n*gga talk sh*t, he can get wet
Then lay low, make a smoothie with a mixed b*tch
I can't f*ck around with n*ggas that ain't bout sh*t
I don't owe a n*gga sh*t, I don't think they get it
Every b*tch that I had was a go-getter
f*ck you mean, I ain't f*ckin' wit you broke n*ggas
I used to rock academics with the tall T's
Back then n*ggas still had a couple G's
Back to back through the V it was me and 'Preme
Double back I got game at the Four Seasons
I swear to God my life changed when I bought the Benz
I ain't never going broke n*gga not again
Two tone Glock 40 you don't want that
Young n*ggas f*ck around and get me something back
n*ggas saving her, he can't get his hoe back
Off top n*gga