[Intro]
Huh
Yeah (Remember that)
Huh (Remember that)
[Chorus]
Fuck the cops, fuck 12, fuck y’all
They all talk, all the talk be cap
[?] better remember that face
Put a bitch ass nigga on a walking mat
Got her friend in the crib, make her arch her back
Imma shoot without lookin'
Don’t care if he dead (Care if he dead)
I don't care if he dead
Give a fuck if he dead
I just wanna see blood
Bitch a whole vamp sucking up my cuts
This bitch in the spot and I'm on the speakers
Yeah
Yeah
I thought that I told you I’m hеre
Yeah, I got vibes in L.A in thе field
I got like 10 vibes on me, same pill
Got like 5 groupies on the pill
[Verse]
You don’t live like this, how it feel?
Everybody want a peace of the thrill
I’m just tryna make it home for a meal
I can’t stop til I’m touching a mil
If you know me, you know I don’t chill
They all talking but don’t know the spill
Imma set the record straight for real
Ok
Ok
You is a bitch
Your mama a bitch
I said this before
I’m done with the thot ass, broke ass hoes
I’m done with the gossip and niggas fasho
Choke your bitch on my chain, now she chokin' for motion
Chopped off the heads, now the mama’s is copin'
Now you a pack and now we smokin' pro 10
I don’t got opps, I don’t see no opponents
I don’t got thots, I’m clearin' out the ocean
I don’t got thoughts, I’m clearin' out my focus
I can not spend no dollar on no poor bitch
He lost his hoe to a thug, know he so sick
Yeah (So sick)
Hell yeah (Yeah)
Hell yeah (Yeah)
Hell yeah (Yeah)
Hell yeah (Huh)
Hell yeah (Huh)
Yeah (No)
Ok (No)
Yeah (No)
Ok
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Huh
Yeah (Remember that)
Huh (Remember that)
[Chorus]
Fuck the cops, fuck 12, fuck y’all
They all talk, all the talk be cap
[?] better remember that face
Put a bitch ass nigga on a walking mat
Got her friend in the crib, make her arch her back
Imma shoot without lookin'
Don’t care if he dead (Care if he dead)
I don't care if he dead
Give a fuck if he dead
I just wanna see blood
Bitch a whole vamp sucking up my cuts
This bitch in the spot and I'm on the speakers
Yeah
Yeah
I thought that I told you I’m hеre
Yeah, I got vibes in L.A in thе field
I got like 10 vibes on me, same pill
Got like 5 groupies on the pill
[Verse]
You don’t live like this, how it feel?
Everybody want a peace of the thrill
I’m just tryna make it home for a meal
I can’t stop til I’m touching a mil
If you know me, you know I don’t chill
They all talking but don’t know the spill
Imma set the record straight for real
Ok
Ok
You is a bitch
Your mama a bitch
I said this before
I’m done with the thot ass, broke ass hoes
I’m done with the gossip and niggas fasho
Choke your bitch on my chain, now she chokin' for motion
Chopped off the heads, now the mama’s is copin'
Now you a pack and now we smokin' pro 10
I don’t got opps, I don’t see no opponents
I don’t got thots, I’m clearin' out the ocean
I don’t got thoughts, I’m clearin' out my focus
I can not spend no dollar on no poor bitch
He lost his hoe to a thug, know he so sick
Yeah (So sick)
Hell yeah (Yeah)
Hell yeah (Yeah)
Hell yeah (Yeah)
Hell yeah (Huh)
Hell yeah (Huh)
Yeah (No)
Ok (No)
Yeah (No)
Ok
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
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