Stubborn Child Lyrics

I'm like, come here baby, what you doin? Let me see that shit

I'm likin' how you movin, real boss you ain't no basic bitch

You the type of bitch to tell a nigga, he can't even play with this

And I'm knowing you ain't no toy lil baby, I'm just tryna play with it

You let a nigga fuck while he was broke and you was okay with it

Now you want a six-figure nigga that hit the bank with it

Hoes playin' both sides, I ain't really okay with it

Talkin' 'bout my mans, I'm dissin' yours I add a K on it

Better make your bed, 'cause in the end, you gon' lay on it

My woadie got his pole you run up wrong, he get to sprayin' it

That's my right-hand mans, from the trench I'm never sayin' shit

I just raise my hand, when he see it, he gon' flame shit

They see I'm in a different bag, had to pull a lane switch

These lil' niggas broke as hell, they don't speak my language

Remember I was broke in Abercrombie & Fitch

Now a nigga paid, I remember I prayed for days like this

And I walk on beats, I think I was made for shit like this

I ain't even been shittin' on these niggas lately, I'm just takin' a piss

I been on straight demon time lil baby, I'm out takin' risks

Tryna run this bag up and put a AP on my wrist

I see these niggas sleepin' on me, I guess four7even ain't on they list

I got hoes on top of hoes, trust me I throw out assists

Had to tell one of 'em pipe down, I don't do no kiss

Run up on the gang wrong, I swear to God we send a blitz

Better pick it up, or you get laid down

Claiming this shit sack city like T.J. Watt was in your town

Yeah, I'm a fly nigga, baby I dresss down

I'm a super smooth ass nigga, know how I get around

Movin' like a king in this shit, just ain't got no crown

I get mad and shut down

They call me the stubborn child

Black sheep business, but don't test me or I'm goin' wild

They say we got beef up in this bitch, I'm goin' all out

Came in with them blicks in this bitch, they want another route

Put them blicks right to they face, now them boys ain't talkin' loud

Sayin' I'm a bitch like what you talkin' bout

Ain't gon' say it to my face, 'cause I run with problems now

I'm like, come here baby, what you doin? Let me see that shit

I'm likin' how you movin, real boss you ain't no basic bitch

You the type of bitch to tell a nigga, he can't even play with this

And I'm knowing you ain't no toy lil baby, I'm just tryna play with it

You let a nigga fuck while he was broke and you was okay with it

Now you want a six-figure nigga that hit the bank with it

Hoes playin' both sides, I ain't really okay with it

Talkin' 'bout my mans, I'm dissin' yours I add a K on it

Better make your bed, 'cause in the end, you gon' lay on it

My woadie got his pole you run up wrong, he get to sprayin' it

That's my right-hand mans, from the trench I'm never sayin' shit

I just raise my hand, when he see it, he gon' flame shit