[Intro]
(Daygo made this one)
(Ayo, K, turn that shit up)
(Run that back, West)
[Chorus]
I got me one, that's what I say before the K dump
With a thick bitch, bamboos and a lace front
Prada sneaks, wore 'em once, but they already scuffed
Bad bitch, nobody's had her, I'm tryna touch her guts
I got me one, that's what I say before the K dump
With a thick bitch, bamboos and a lace front
Prada sneaks, wore 'em once, but they already scuffed
Bad bitch, nobody's had her, I'm tryna touch her guts
[Verse]
My homies trippin' in this bitch, move cautiously
Been had money, bitch, this shit came from robberies
They pocket watchin' 'cause they know that we touch chip
We got 7.62, .556
He got Drakey in his picture, but won't dump it
She can't take it, Threezy all up in her stomach
Rich nigga habit, gotta have it, where the Wock'?
Ain't lackin' nothin', this a Gen 5 Glock
CRASH hit the hood, we gon' all shake
With a bad bitch and she gon' suck it 'til her jaw break
The homie went against the grain, so we fired him up
Road runnin', chasin' money got me tired as fuck
Bougie bitch, nobody's had her, I want her
Walk up with close, you can't shoot from the corner
I got bitches, I'll see her when I'm ready
Bitch, I'm trappin' out a five-star 'telly
My soda purple and my jeans is too
If they think shit sweet, we gon' creep right through
Good Perc', good juice got me activated
Loose screw, I pack a tool, mama glad I made it
(Daygo made this one)
(Ayo, K, turn that shit up)
(Run that back, West)
[Chorus]
I got me one, that's what I say before the K dump
With a thick bitch, bamboos and a lace front
Prada sneaks, wore 'em once, but they already scuffed
Bad bitch, nobody's had her, I'm tryna touch her guts
I got me one, that's what I say before the K dump
With a thick bitch, bamboos and a lace front
Prada sneaks, wore 'em once, but they already scuffed
Bad bitch, nobody's had her, I'm tryna touch her guts
[Verse]
My homies trippin' in this bitch, move cautiously
Been had money, bitch, this shit came from robberies
They pocket watchin' 'cause they know that we touch chip
We got 7.62, .556
He got Drakey in his picture, but won't dump it
She can't take it, Threezy all up in her stomach
Rich nigga habit, gotta have it, where the Wock'?
Ain't lackin' nothin', this a Gen 5 Glock
CRASH hit the hood, we gon' all shake
With a bad bitch and she gon' suck it 'til her jaw break
The homie went against the grain, so we fired him up
Road runnin', chasin' money got me tired as fuck
Bougie bitch, nobody's had her, I want her
Walk up with close, you can't shoot from the corner
I got bitches, I'll see her when I'm ready
Bitch, I'm trappin' out a five-star 'telly
My soda purple and my jeans is too
If they think shit sweet, we gon' creep right through
Good Perc', good juice got me activated
Loose screw, I pack a tool, mama glad I made it
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