Belly Of The Beast - Blake

Fuck, Fuck

Ugh ugh ugh look

5 percent, bitch don’t look at my window

N*ggas playing games out here like

This GameCube Nintendo

She stuck up, now this

Bang Bang, get low

If you won’t fuck me

Nigga, then why you try play be friends for?

Niggas out here giving info

Boy you twelve car Winslow

My wrist dance to the disco

You step once in the middle

I might break your heart, little bitch

But I promise I’ll be gentle

How y’all stacking up twenties

In that bitch so motherfuckin' little

Look, cash app in her bio

I swear these hoe’s make me sick

You can still get dogged

I don’t care how many likes you get

Couldn’t get off the phone

Had to tell her I was on 3 percent

How your ass so broke

But got all them likes on your pic

Pull off nigga in the breeze

Hitting that bitch like, please

Jewelry on me still on freeze

High trap

Say I smell like weed

How you gon' go switch teams

Ya’ll care 'bout every little thing

I don’t know what to believe

Bitch my drip on peak

Just going out to eat

They talk but imma let it be

Ain’t playing no hide n go seek

No sir no CBD

Them SI’s GTG

Might pull up AMG

Pull off like BRB

Look, yeah

Man what’s up

I’ve been dubbin up

When your wrist look like this dude you don’t gotta speak too much

Stop with all that catnip buddy enough is enough

You ain’t drop no racks, that bitch a couple hundred bucks

I just copped an Audi that bitch came with real leather seats

I just copped two entrees cause I ain’t know which one I wanna eat

I just got a screenshot I ain’t gonna say nothin, but I peeked

That pussy shit get exposed, nigga welcome to the belly of the beast

Yeah, fuck

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, fuck